Brooklyn Poets, a non-profit literary organization, just announced a workshop too good to pass up. “Grand Theft Poetics: Plundering the Mundane” will be a four-to-eight student class led by Melissa Broder, whose most recent collection of poems, Meat Heart, was a thrillingly odd and savage object. What are you waiting for?  

Seriously, if you’ve ever had an inkling of maybe one day considering an attempt to make the effort of writing a poem that doesn’t cause your friends and loved ones to lie just to spare your feelings, Broder’s your best bet. Even her Twitter feed is top-tier stuff! And this class in particular might leave you seeing the world a bit differently:

All language is sacred or none is. In this workshop students will steal nouns from everyday texts and use them as the foundation for a higher lexicon. Co-opt bills, legal texts and receipts. Divert YouTube comments from the pop cultural trash bin into something timeless.

Great, yeah? So get to work on your 21st-century verbal nightmare collage right now. I’d give it a shot as well, but for me I think the poetry ship sailed a long time ago—so long ago now that it went around the planet and hit me in the back of the head, permanently damaging the part of my brain that thought it could write poetry. Alas.