About Megan!

The other euphonium player in my high school marching band once said he was convinced that I was destined to either become famous or end up in jail. At seventeen I was flattered by his prediction, but couldn’t see myself reflected in either extreme. Frankly, he’s wrong; Chekov would be disappointed by my opening sentence because the proverbial gun in this story never goes off. I am neither famous nor in jail, but I suppose I have the rest of my life to atone for this lack of infamy. 

I am currently paying to poet (poe-it?) at Sarah Lawrence College, and I will have my MFA by May 2010. I write about things you wouldn’t tell your parents… and the reality of rabbits. I possess a sometimes striking knowledge of music history and feminist/queer theories and I am a trained mezzo-soprano (but no, I won’t sing for you). My boyfriend and many arteries still live in Caldwell, Idaho with the mountains and pink sunsets. At some point I can’t pinpoint, I grew addicted to the Pacific Northwest and now I ski, hike, camp, and appreciate dirt. I’d like to learn how to farm and deliver babies. 

I dig mindfulness and living in the moment. I like making art for art’s sake. I hate multitasking. It’s my dream to meet someone who knows how to use the right preposition, without fail, every time. I also have hardcore wet dreams about living collectively with other outlaws, someday…