Carly Rae Jepsen stole your bike

and also who are "you"

Get ready, we’re getting unhinged this month.

I’m working on a new manuscript, and one of my trusted early readers (Valerie Nies - you can and should buy her book here! It’s excellent!) read my current draft and asked me a very helpful and challenging question - who is the “you” in my poems?

Insert skull face emoji here! What a rude and revealing and also very reasonable question to ask! All the other poets reading this right now just threw their phones across the room.

Anyways, as I think about the question and think about the ways I can address it in my writing, I’m thinking about when words need to be specific and when they don’t. This, of course, brings me to the work of Carly Rae Jepsen.