In my first life, I was a poet, and Rochelle Ratner was my partner in crime.
Now, I’m a professional troublemaker, but Rochelle’s still a writer, and she’s just published Lady Pinball, an ebook of what we used to refer to as ‘pinball’ poems, because Rochelle and I were both obsessed with playing pinball in dive bars around NYC. One poem is about me–
FOR SUSAN (an excerpt)
She wants to dye
hr hair red
plays fireball
cause it looks
like her
learns it isn’t
quick or noisy