with Matthew Zapruder
The last thing that made you smile
When the front door opened and my two year old son who I was holding in my arms enthusiastically and quite surprisingly said, Konichiwa! to a bunch of people who are not Japanese.
I have no idea how to write poetry.
The last thing you wrote
A poem called “When I was Fifteen” and a short talk called “An Address to the Oakland Rotarians,” that I delivered at a luncheon of the anachronistic and lovely Oakland Rotary Club.
Your favourite city
Washington, D.C., where I was born. It’s such a hateful place in so many ways. But it’s beautiful and eerie. And it produced Dischord Records.
What you’d place in a time capsule
A recording of Vic Chesnutt’s “In My Way, Yes.”