After Alok Vaid-Menon
Let me be your invitation to another way to be.
Or let that hot man on the internet be your invitation, (him *and* his abs)
Or the woman in the checkout line buying pounds of smoked salmon and a case of sparking rosé
Or the child climbing a tree,
I don’t care who it is.
I just want you to know you can be anything you want in this…
One Poem Only
An Invitation
An Invitation
For My Daughter
One Poem Only
A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse.
I’m Maggie Devers, and each day I’ll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.
A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse.
I’m Maggie Devers, and each day I’ll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.Appears in episode
