A self-interview composed entirely of questions from the works of my major literary influences.

1. “Is it lack of imagination that makes us come / to imagined places, not just stay at home? / Or could Pascal have been not entirely right / about just sitting quietly in one’s room?”

Oh. Hi, Ms. Bishop. I was wondering who would start. I’m a bit of a homebody, so I sit quietly in my room quite a bit, but that has nothing to do with avoiding misfortune. I’m just comfortable being alone with myself. My imagination has a lot of frequent flyer miles, though. You’d be surprised how many parallel universes can co-exist inside one’s head.

But as to your question of travel, you who were always in search of a place to call home and feel it, I have imagined places before I’ve seen them in the flesh, and my memory of the places I’ve visited in the world is often richer than the first time I wandered through.

Styx

By Matthew Hittinger

Poem

“This is a Broken-bound N train” inter-
com crackles on the train across the way
              middle tone low tone
 
              doors close reopen
halfway a stuck soul on some other car
ahead or behind but not our car not
 
this time we wait shapes and mates wind descend
card swipe replaces coin clink the turnstiles
              spin their faces ghost
 
              the etched plexiglass