About Me

“My mama mapped out the road that she knows, which hands you shake and which hands you hold. She knew that I had to go and hang out, make lots of noise and lay out late with a boy. Make the mistakes that she made ‘cause she knew all along I was already gone. Life is a runaway train you can’t wait to jump on.”
– Sugarland, “Already Gone”

The music is in the heart of noise, the poetry something subtle in the midst of all that seems wildly anti-poetic.”
– David Lehman, The Last Avant-Garde, on O’Hara’s “Personal Poem”