097 - On being in more than one place at once as well as not following the news. What if what I see outside my window becomes the headline of my day? On this detour into 'not being there', I give you Mary Ruefle's poem 'Receiving News of the Devastation of My Mind' from her book Trances of the Blast. I also share two sections of my latest draft in an attempt to excavate poems from past attempts at surrealist, plotless fiction. This is Atom Alicia C. I don't know how I got here but I thank you for holding space for my process.