Interview with Susanne Paola Antonetta

It’s embarrassing to admit that when I arrived at Western Washington University’s Master of Arts in English program in the fall of 2001, I could count on two hands—and two hands only—the number of living, breathing writers whose work I knew intimately, whose names had found their way to the tip of my tongue. If I changed the criteria to living, breathing poets, the count dropped to one hand, and my tongue struggled to find their names.