Michelle Awad

Michelle Awad grew up in eastern Tennessee, where ghost stories were traded as casually as casserole dishes. There, she began writing poems that were half-invocations, half-inside jokes for the perpetually haunted. Today she resides in New Orleans, a city where the dead outnumber the living and superstition clings to the air thicker than humidity.

In her work, she aims to conjure girlhood, grief, and love like spirits at a midnight kitchen table, pouring myth and memory into the same dark, glittering punch bowl.

When she isn’t haunting her own poems, she can be found thrifting for cursed objects, watching Unsolved Mysteries reruns, or sipping gin cocktails strong enough to wake the dead.