[line]I first encountered Zachary Schomburg in springtime on a rooftop bar in downtown New York City, through the voice of another poet. The words hit me like this: [box] . . . . . . . . . . [/box] Which is to say that his work cracked a huge space in my understanding of
My transition from “actor” to “writer” turned out to be harder than I thought. I was in my second year at Oberlin and had begun to drift away from the theatre community that had been so much of my self-definition.
So I went to the west coast for a week on a mini tour. The first stop was Portland, OR, at Future Farm for a house reading with Jessalyn Wakefield, Seth Brown and Imogen Binnie. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen Jessalyn,