Dirty Valentine
-Richard Siken, from Crush (2005)
woops I forgot today was sunday until just now and I writing this to you lying in my bed in the dark half asleep. Yesterday my friend and I were agreeing that reading Richard Siken is like adderall for writing poetry. I also saw a tweet a couple months ago that described the feeling of reading Siken poems as “fuck yeah it hurts” which is a very succinct way of describing his entire body of work. I think every person should read Crush.
Will I ever write a fully formed thought about one of these poems again? It remains to be seen.
xo
sam