Lydia did not vacuum the floors or dust the overloaded bookshelves when the men started returning three years later, in small groups of fifty or five hundred at first. She did not stoop below her daughter’s small white desk, now the centerpiece of the family room, to gather up the tiny construction-paper piles that had …
Danielle Cadena Deulen on the process of writing her new poetry collection, Desire Museum; MFA programs; the relationship between nonfiction and poetry; and more.