Author name: Annaliese

No floats this year. No parades this year. Just houses, they tell me, all gussied up for carnival time—a reminder […]

In these days of isolation, I fell in love with driving. All over again. I have nowhere to go, no

I am prepping to mail my holiday cards—not really “holiday” cards, per se. They always feel like connection cards, and

I’m reading 12/10/20 at 4:30 p.m. (ET) with poet/scholar Kathleen Ellis and others in celebration of Emily Dickinson’s birthday, obviously

I am grateful for so much, but mostly I would say for the people in my life, all of you/them/us.

HARD EXIT is the theme. It’s what I love about these readings—to witness how each writer across genres finds the

It sounds completely crazy even to me, but I have three readings this week. Online, of course, in this altered

In these many months of isolation, I have actually been isolating—and then in a small window of seeming safety, I