Status Report

• current obsession: fruity teas from Teavana.
• current irritation/s: the massive piles of soggy leaves in my front yard; the blister on my hand, which came from raking the aforementioned soggy leaves.
• current good news: a poem accepted by Ploughshares.
• current problem: the dripping furnace (and yes, the guy is here fixing it right now).
• current question about my dog: Can a puppy ever be too fuzzy?
• current food craving: the gazpacho and the patatas bravas from Jaleo.
• current weather in Chestertown: 57 degrees and overcast.
• current books on my bedside table: Taije Silverman's Houses Are Fields, Valzhyna Mort's Factory of Tears.
• current household chores: fold laundry; vacuum; wash sheets; scrub toilets; rake more leaves...glamorous, no?
• current poem-in-progress: a sonnet, in the revision state, "Returning to West Berlin, 1987."
• current fantasy: I win $65 million in the Powerball.
• current room with a view: my living room, the drifts of soggy leaves on my front lawn.
• current wish: that J were already home from being underway. I miss him.
• current existential question: When will I start feeling like a grown-up?
• current age: 33 years and 364 days.