Kat Giordano is a poet , editor of Philosophical Idiot, and massive millennial crybaby from Pennsylvania. She currently lives in Pittsburgh where she works as a legal writer. Right now, she is probably either apologizing to someone for apologizing too much or distractedly staring at a random point over their shoulder while wondering if she should.
In addition to poetry, Kat is also a superfan of early-aughts nostalgia, El Monterrey frozen taquitos, greyhounds, and all things psychedelic. She plays the piano and has been known to sing jazzy tunes to strangers while inebriated.
Look deep into my eyes. Take a deep, cleansing breath and clear your mind. You are getting very sleepy. Kat Giordano is cool. You like her.