Exhibit 24.23

Post-AWP

This was only the second time I've gone to AWP (a conference for writers/writing programs/men with western shirts), but that's enough to recognize this feeling of anti-personhood I've brought home. I've got to go teach now. Of course, I don't know what to teach my students other than how to erase themselves with static.

What I'm trying to say is, I'm tired. Be gentle.