Tabs open on your screen right now:

A Google search for Mendi + Keith Obadike and bikini photos of Jada Pinkett’s mom.

If you had to brag about yourself:

I think my jokes are funny.

Your writer crush:

Teju Cole for the Times

Favorite lyric:

And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels—Lil Wayne, “A Mili”

Any place in the world:

Harare, Zimbabwe

Best breakfast:

bangers & mash

Favorite online places right now:

Savage X Fenty. But if we’re talking literary journals, Cosmonauts Avenue.

Sweetest thing:

Bread pudding with rum sauce. Good kisses.

Your rituals (writing or not):

My writing day is at least 20% anxiety attacks and 30% hot yoga.

Least impressive thing about you:

I’m ticklish.

Favorite space to write:

In the sun, on my patio. Who said you can’t multitask?

What should we know:

Never underestimate the importance of probiotics.

Guilty literary pleasure:

Ghostwritten celebrity memoirs. And pop-up books.

Best book nobody talks about:

Dandarians by Lee Ann Roripaugh

Character (TV, book, movie) you most identify with:

Tracee Ellis Ross’ Instagram.

Last time you lied:

Probably somewhere in this interview

The lie:

I’ll never tell… 🤐

Question you secretly want to be asked:

What if we did a folio in which you exes reviewed poems you wrote about them?

The answer:

Well, I’m glad you asked…

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Shayla Lawson is the author of three books of poetry—A Speed Education in Human Being, the chapbook PANTONE and I Think I’m Ready to see Frank Ocean—and the forthcoming essay collection THIS IS MAJOR (Harper Perennial, 2020).

Photo Credit: Kareem Black