About

Brett Fletcher Lauer lives in Brooklyn.

Recent poems have appeared in American Poetry Review, The Awl, and jubilat. An essay on online dating appeared, love letters, and George Micheal in A Public Space, and an essay on his teenage years as a Hare Krishna appeared in The Rumpus.

He co-curates a tumblr of fake missed connections, Ships that Pass and is poetry editor at A Public Space.

Email me: themonkeyrebellion [at] gmail [dot] com
Twitter: @monkeyrebellion
Instagram: @anticipatedstranger

And more here #BFL


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Anticipated Stranger 

the bruise will stop by later.
For now, the pain pauses in its round,
notes the time of day, the patient’s temperature,
leaves a memo for the surrogate: What the hell
did you think you were doing? I mean …
Oh well, less said the better, they all say.
I’ll post this at the desk.

God will find the pattern and break it.


—John Ashbery