Tag: poetry
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GRAB THIS: Ana Carrete’s “pinky promise me this”
Stumbled upon Ana Carrete’s chapbook/piece entitled “pinky promise me this” just today on Twitter. You should check it out! Click here to read/download a PDF version. You can also purchase a copy of her recent book Baby Babe using the links below. A Shaun Gannon reading from “pinky promise me this” (2012). Links http://idonothavepenisenvy.blogspot.com Tweets by…
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Outside of Eden with Jennifer Collins
Jennifer Collins is a tattooed poet and animal lover who’s been reluctantly transplanted from the south, and now lives with her husband and creatures in Pittsburgh. Her poetry has been published in various journals, and she spends her summers teaching creative writing and drama at the Cardigan Mountain School. later than before In disassembling love,…
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If I Were Young Again – ML Johnson
Michael Lee Johnson lived ten years in Canada during the Vietnam era. Today he is a poet, freelance writer, photographer, and small business owner in Itasca, Illinois, who has been published in more than 750 small press magazines in twenty-five countries, he edits seven poetry sites. Michael has released The Lost American: From Exile to…
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Open MIC: The Dig’s Poetry Night @ Oberon
Open MIC: The Dig’s Poetry Night @ Oberon There will be a poetry reading held by our friends over at DigBoston on April 29th where our very own Phillipe Chatelain will be among the headlining performers. There is also an open mic portion at the end, therefore you should click through the link above…
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Judecca – by Phillipe Chatelain
Judecca For once, incentive was just not enough:
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Reasons Why I Could Never Teach a Spanish Class – Poem by J.Gawrych
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A Series In Which Neurosurgery Poses as Poetry – Poem by J.Gawrych
All hail the brain!
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How To Break A Poet’s Heart – Poem by J.Gawrych
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House Sweet House – Poem by J.Gawrych
defeat names itself in the dustballs in dark corners in dark halls, croons with the creaking of floor boards amongst the loudest silence and absence of breath, whilst the October howls lace themselves along windows that echo sweet void into the rooms. a solitary light flickers on the abandoned porch, a beacon for nothing. nothing…
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Thoughts About Boeings – Poem by J.Gawrych
