Here’s a not-so-secret secret: I never would have gone to BEA if not for the opportunity to see Back Tomorrow: Poet in New York, an exhibit on Federico García Lorca’s time at Columbia University at the Stephen A. Schwarzman Building of the New York Public Library. I fangirl over this dead gay poet like tweens… Continue reading Back Tomorrow: Federico García Lorca Exhibit at NYPL
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Lorca, My Love
I’m in love. He’s been dead for decades and would have never returned my affection anyway, since his taste tended towards his own gender, but I love him. It’s an intellectual love, but a passionate one nonetheless. His name is Federico García Lorca.
