I’ve got Ryler Dustin and his friend Weston sleeping in the living room right now.

Ryler will be the feature at the Gotpoetry Reading in Providence tonight and at the Cantab in Cambridge tomorrow.

If any Worcester poets are headed to the Cantab tomorrow night and would be willing to give em a ride, let me know — just looking for convenience.

I wake up thinking of Rilke and why he inspires me so:

it’s as if I am walking with him on a city street lined with impossibly beautiful mansions and I can only stand at the curb intimidated by their size and luxurious scale while he climbs the steps of each one in turn and opens the door and goes inside.