Carving the Median and Excavation of Self

You’re gonna need a bigger spoon

What was a time when you were at a crossroads? How did you make your choices? 

I often tell this story of how I became a writer—poet more exactly: I was working as the mail clerk for the Brattleboro Retreat when in 2002, my position was cut as part of a 57-person layoff. It was the first time I’d been let go from a job, which in itself was a new experien…