This is a long one. Get some tea. --d Last night I learned that a young man from around my way had died. Over the past several weeks, he has been in the hospital largely unresponsive and plainly diminished. There was hope but little. There was discussion of his illness but little. He was just. [...]
Category: poetry
A Found Poem…
...that I have no business sharing because it's new and should not be out in this cool air. Just building up its immune system is what I would tell the elders and well-meaners if they asked, "Do you really think she's ready? Shouldn't you wait?" But they probably wouldn't ask. They would just hiss at [...]
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Monthly Meter: November
fellowship/publication submissions: 3 fellowship/publication acceptances: 0 fellowship/publication rejections: 5 (+1 we don't like the rest of this s*?@ but we think we're kinda feeling this one piece. Let us check it out a li'l longer. Yeah, it's a new kind of rejection for me too--or is it an acceptance? I'm going with acceptance, like a [...]
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To Do List (in no particular order)
1. Read 50 books. 2. Write 50 new poems. 3. Take a hot air balloon ride. 4. Drive to a destination at least 4 hours away solely for leisure. 5. PR in 1 marathon. [DONE! 11.16.13] 6. Cook a recipe using tofu. [DONE! 3.3.13] 7. Spend 1 week eating all raw foods. 8. Complete 100 [...]
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Top Ten (so far)
Ten months: Done. Two more left: cool. ________________ My top ten for the first ten months of this year. 1. The Lion King (finally), Fela!, and Aida (my first opera). 2. publishing (more in a year than I have in the previous 2 years combined) 3. Kindred by Octavia Butler & The Four Agreements by [...]
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Monthly Meter: October
fellowship/publication submissions: 0 fellowship/publication acceptances: 0 fellowship/publication rejections: 2 books: 0 Secret Shame: 1. This month's meter. 2. My truck is still dingy and the tires need air. Mantra of the Moment: All things are in perfect order.
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There was no title
...and in October of 2002 when I wrote it, I can assure you that this man did not exist (erehem, in this form). So why is this not-so-great snippet worth a mention? Well, from at least 1998-2000 (the MFA years) I was mostly strictly and defiantly autobiographical in my writing. My thesis advisor (bless the [...]
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Manifesto #2
Say It, Say It Any Way You Can by Vievee Francis He hit her in the back of the head. Truth—finds its own coarse measure. Not long out of diapers I wore purple hot pants and danced a funky chicken. There was the boogaloo, and my aunt’s red wig that went over her hair. I [...]
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Manifesto #1
Instructions to the Double Tess Gallagher So now it’s your turn, little mother of silences, little father of half-belief. Take up this face, these daily rounds with a cabbage under each arm convincing the multitudes that a well-made-anything could save them. Take up most of all, these hands trained to an ornate piano in a [...]
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I Talk Shit To Myself (and maybe you should too)
I would lie and blame it on hypnotherapy. But it happened way before that. I'm a domestic under pressure. Stressed? I iron. Stalling to avoid some perceived craziness (like going to work)? Scrub the tub and wash the dishes. Company not coming (like ever)? Purge the place with incense and dust the baseboards. So it [...]
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