Poetry is so intimidating that I spent years sidling up to it. . . . Poetry was a big rich family at whose dinner table I’d sat down without being invited. Poetry was a temperamental horse that’d given me an exhilarating ride before bucking me off. Poetry was a pretty girl who’d let me kiss her on the mouth but kept her lips tightly shut.
Huddle’s most recent contribution to GMR appears in the spring issue: “Doubt Administration,” a work of fiction excerpted from his forthcoming book Nothing Can Make Me Do This (Tupelo Press).
