Nate recently completed his MA in English at UMD (with an emphasis, a passion, for Faulkner and southern literary traditions). He is currently in his first semester of doctoral study (with an emphasis in Textual Studies) at Kent State University.
While a student, Nate has found meaningful work. “My employment history with mental health and disenfranchised peoples led me to accepting a position with a non-profit organization, Path Towards Independence, which houses and supports people with developmental disabilities in the Kent area.”
Nate sends regards to all his colleagues and fellow students in Duluth: “I'm having a good time integrating with the Ohio community!” Nate has kindly included excerpts of his poems below. Full texts can be found in the journals.
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No. You're 007 (excerpts) On the evening television drama my school sweetheart watched surgeons sew stitches. Healing hearts. By the light of a splintered screen I watch the same show years later… |
Smiling Helps The sudden grimace of “I think I know your mom.” Faces falling like the last slushman of a five-month winter all brown streaks and pointy noses. “I’m so sorry what happened?” I wish I could show them her memory, thrown like the snowbanks I used to shove my brothers face into. He and I would stand outside until our big toes were numb just numb. |
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Lessons of the Father (excerpts) And afterward I walked outside in my father’s shoes which marked the entrance to our home like the wooden signs with burnt out letters. I walked behind the house plodding through puddles placing wood in the furnace to heat our home... |
Nephew (excerpts) Mom was a yeller like an open window with ears ringing... |
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Incident Report: Reactive Attachment Disorder (RAD) (excerpts) AC giggled in his room and stifled his pain. The shock left him in darkness... |