Catherine Bull is a poet lately of Portland, Oregon. She has traveled in Australia, Britain, Egypt, France, Greece, Italy, and New Zealand, and and has driven across the United States five or so times. She has recent work in Beatdom and FIELD, teaches on occasion at the Attic Institute in Portland, and writes about poetry and poetics, plus film reviews here. She has appropriately literary degrees from Oberlin College and U.C. Davis.
I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
The leak in your breathing/ tube makes a cartoon squeak./ It takes two nurses, silent/ as nuns, to place you/ in my arms...
If I have already/ gone insane/ but I want to get/ crazier yet,/ what’s my move?/ Go outsane?
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