I rewarded myself with this "bottle of wine" because I wrote 5 poems that will be a part of my newest collection, which is sort of a follow-up to Andalucia.
In my head there is a cast of characters I can't stop writing about: so far, I've collected Dolores, Alejandro, Gael and some others. But they keep cropping up, and they won't stop, and even when I try to write not about them they enter into the picture.
My book A Decent Voodoo (Cervena Barva Press) will come out later this year, probably in the Fall, and even though that was written two / three years ago, all I see is these characters taking shape — some unnamed, some named, some still forming.
I feel like there's a new one coming, and her name is Lordes.
That's all.
