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Taking Notes

Last weekend I found myself in a place that I used to call home. (Or maybe not home exactly, as I never completely found my place in that place, but the address where bills were sent, my car was parked,... Continue Reading →

With Renewed Gusto

I just finished my first round of edits for my “Self-Portrait” collection that’s coming out Fall 2016 with Mason Jar Press. It’s strange process to edit the emotional roller coaster that’s been my life since I moved to Baltimore in... Continue Reading →

What I’ve Been Up To

Hey Fan People (I mean Mom), I took a life break from all things social [media] this past fall into winter, and I’m just getting back into the groove of things. Well, some things. More on that later, though. In... Continue Reading →

This Saturday and Beyond

Dear Family and Friends in the Baltimore Community, First, I want to thank each and every one of you for the ways you’ve encouraged and supported my writing over the last four years. (If you haven’t even known me that long, or if you don’t identify as such a supporter, that’s okay. Somewhere along the […]

Found Poetry in Unlikely Places

From the Post Office Line February 5, 2013 Woman wearing sunglasses—indoors—and tights covered in palm trees with a heavy-looking brown coat with fur trim People in front of me talking Algorithms, and someone else wearing an Amelia Earhart hat 1, 2, 3, 15 people in line The woman behind the desk shouts: “anyone just dropping […]

Coffee with Comcast

I really appreciate Comcast keeping me updated on their process when we chat on the phone– “okay, Michelle, I’m now pressing the activate button and then we will wait for the signal… I have pressed the signal button so we’ll just wait a little longer… we are now just waiting to see if it reaches […]

Catching My Breath

Originally posted on Michelle Junot:
Life is different now. It’s different from what it was before. And I already know what you’re thinking: Michelle. Life is always different. It’s in its nature. Agreed, but listen. Right now, today and the last six months, it’s big different. And yes, I’ve been avoiding you. I’ve been avoiding…

Happy First Birthday, Lava

This past Saturday, And the Floor was Always Lava turned one. To celebrate, I wrote a new essay about it that you can read here, and I decided to sell the hard copy and the ebook for just a buck this week.

That's right $1. A steal. Plus shipping. Visit my website for more information.

Take a look, but do it soon. Sale ends next Thursday.

One Year and Two Days Later: The In-Between

My book turned one on Saturday. Now, I don’t have any kids—a fact my students remind me of frequently—but this feels significant. Or, actually, it feels like it should feel significant. Mostly it just feels weird and factual: One year (and two days) ago, my writing found its way into the hands of a lot […]

Self Portrait: Lies by

____ Writer’s Note: This post is part of a larger series called, “Self-Portrait: [selected] Notes from my Phone.” It’s an experiment with honesty of sorts.Filed under: Translating Twenty-Five