Every other Tuesday, we’re bringing you readings and interviews with the authors published in the alien-themed Issue 6 of the FU Review.

This week, in a podcast where we allow alternative histories, Kelsie sits down with Hanna Olters for some poems about citrus and blackberries and summer, including one from the archives (issue 5 of the FU Review). Apologies for Kelsie’s blown out voice, even though Hanna is the sick one. We talk about our opposite editing processes, why Mother Mary wears blue, my grandmother, Natalia Ginzburg, and motherhood (which neither of us are). Plus our own poems that surprise us later, self-actualization, The Wild Word, and what stayed behind.

Bonus discussions about my neighborhood squirrel and the age-old question, who amongst us doesn’t hoard Mother Mary paraphernalia?

Hanna is a German American poet and student who insists there is one plus side to mass surveillance: NSA picks of the month (NSA don’t interact!)

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Notes: the Toni Morrison quote mentioned is: “There was something so valuable about what happened when one became a mother. For me it was the most liberating thing that ever happened to me. Liberating because the demands that children make are not the demands of a normal ‘other.’ The children’s demands on me were things that nobody ever asked me to do. To be a good manager. To have a sense of humor. To deliver something that somebody could use. And they were not interested in all the things that other people were interested in, like what I was wearing or if I were sensual. Somehow all of the baggage that I had accumulated as a person about what was valuable just fell away. I could not only be me—whatever that was—but somebody actually needed me to be that. If you listen to [your children], somehow you are able to free yourself from baggage and vanity and all sorts of things, and deliver a better self, one that you like. The person that was in me that I liked best was the one my children seemed to want.” :from Toni Morrison and Motherhood: A Politics of the Heart