Now all you need is a pregnant coyote.

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I’m working this semester with Heather McHugh, who in one hour blew my mind completely. By 5 PM today, I felt like a husk of a person, which seems antithetical to the idea that you come to school to fill up on knowledge. But today was one of those intense and bizarre days where you’re tugged in twenty different directions, and for a time, you’re able to go in all of them. Already I feel like I will need more time to reflect on this residency than I have in the past.