Welcome Monica Wendel
The Kerouac House is proud to welcome Monica Wendel to Central Florida. Monica is a Brooklyn based poet with an MFA from NYU’s Creative Writing Program and the author of the chapbook, Call it a Window. Her work has appeared in Spoon River Poetry Review, Drunken Boat, Bellevue Literary Review, and other journals. To find out more about Monica, visit No ideas but in things. She’ll be with us all spring.
Latest Post from Writer's Pageby Monica Wendel
[I fall asleep drunk and dream of Lee Harvey Oswald]
I fall asleep drunk and dream of Lee Harvey Oswald –
in the dream, I’m his wife, the one he beats,
and we have a baby who knows how to open doors.
He’s not faithful. He has sex with a schoolteacher on the front seats of our car, and when she gets out, it’s raining. The rain
is a sheet over the front steps, puddles on the walkway,
but something pink or red floats on top. Petals?
He’s going to kill …
Jack Kerouac lived in this home at the time On the Road made him a national sensation. And it was in this home that Kerouac wrote his follow-up, The Dharma Bums, during eleven frenetic days and nights. The Kerouac House, as it has come to be known, is now a living, literary tribute to one of the great American writers of the twentieth century. Like all the other places in Kerouac’s nomadic journey, he didn’t live here long. But the home represents a critical juncture in Kerouac’s life, when he made the transition from a 35-year-old nobody writer, to the bard of the Beat Generation.