A Pushcart-Nominated Poet
Tell me about your book, King Lear of the Taxi.
It’s a self-portrait, really. I’ve got a poem in there about driving Lauren Bacall and another about an encounter with Mother Teresa in the South Bronx. Taxi-driving subsidizes my art.
Sounds like it inspires it, too.
It does. The Pushcart nom was for a poem I wrote about a passenger: a fish-food salesman.
Is that code for drug dealer?
No, actually. He really sold fish food. You meet the world behind your head in here.