AWP Is Dead, Long Live AWP

Where to begin?
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Uneventful but fun ride to NYC. Jennifer Brice was kind enough to drive me, Peggy Shumaker, Peggy's husband, and Eva Saulitis to the conference. We ate oranges. It didn't rain.
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Ah, the city! I do love visiting it. I wanted to visit the MoMA but that never worked out. And it was just down the block from the Hilton.
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My favorite thing about AWP? Catching up with old friends. Juan Manuel Sanchez. Diana M. Delgado. John O. Espinoza. Though I will say I was a little upset when I paid for dinner on Saturday and both Diana and Juan acted like it was a miracle!
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I gave Diana the scarf. I'm not fierce enough to wear it. She looked fab in it.
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My second favorite thing about AWP? Meeting people. It was a pleasure to meet Suzanne Frischkorn for the first time. Based on her blog posts, I thought she would be a June Cleaver type. But hell no! She's more June With A Cleaver. She has amazing black hair. She's tough but sweet. And very friendly. I spent hours with her early Friday morning. Remember, Suzanne? It was a blast hanging out with you, James Hall and Jericho Brown. I finally called it quits around 4:30AM but Suzanne could've gone on for hours more. She's that tough.
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Jericho Brown is a great kisser. I should've said that two years ago. My bad.
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And Paul Guest! Handsome as gold. And sweet as candy. Though he did keep going on and on about his agent. Hey, he's earned the right to be a bit obnoxious.
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I'm seriously in love with James Allen Hall. Funny as fuck, sweet as fuck. I want to give birth to his baby. But he's also a bottom. Too bad, James. Maybe artificial insemination? And oh yeah, his book sold out at AWP. I bought two copies.
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I was sneaked into the bookfair on Thursday and Friday. Take that AWP organizers! In your face! Ha! Double ha!
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Or was I snuck into the bookfair?
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Steven D. Schroeder is tall, quiet, and nice. And he likes pancakes. How do I know? I'm not telling.
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I rode a limo for the first time in my life on Friday night! Javier O. Huerta mistook the TV in the limo for an oven. A very small ovean. An oven that could only roast a canary.
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I met Gregory Pardlo. Very nice guy.
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For two nights in a row I ended up drinking at Russian vodka bars. Two nights in a row. Our waiter on the first night was mad hot.
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The Hilton bar was crazy expensive. Nine bucks for a beer? Nobody's piss should be that expensive.
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New crush: Michael Dumanis. The photograph doesn't do him justice. But I would do him justice. Ha! I'm funny.
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Four guys slept in my room. Wow, that's alot of balls. Tennis anyone?
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When I say four guys slept in my room I mean four guys shared my room.
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I bought a lot of books! I blew my buget on the first day. I never wait until the last day of the bookfair to buy my goodies. I'm not that savvy.
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Wayne Miller is cute. So is Rick Barot.
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Ivy is a sweetheart.
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I finally met Daniel Nester! I was blushing as I talked to him. I was thinking, He knows that I think he's hot. And he's hot. And very nice. He even offered to give me his wife's AWP badge. As I was walked around the dance party on Friday night he pulled me onto the dance floor. I danced like a mummified cat. Fun!
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And on the dance floor I bumped into Ali Stine! She has some great news, but I will let her tell you.
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Sara Tracey has an amazing smile.
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It was so nice to hear from other poets that they love teaching my poems in their classrooms. Wow, I'm being taught??!! Very scary. Very nice.
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Ego check: I saw Marvin Bell sitting at a table at the bookfair. I walked up and started talking to him. After a minute I could tell he didn't remember me!
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Adam Clay has long feet. I'm just saying...
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I bought Reb's book? Did you?
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New crush: Roberto Tejada.
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