My log for the month of : June Writing/Residency/Fellowship Submissions: 1 Writing/Residency/Fellowship Acceptances: 1 Writing/Residency/Fellowship Rejections: 2 Books: 0 Secret Shame(s): A 38 minute average still? Word? Bleh.
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Monthly Meter
My log for the month of : May Writing/Residency/Fellowship Submissions: 0 Writing/Residency/Fellowship Acceptances: 0 Writing/Residency/Fellowship Rejections: 4 Books: The Book of Night Women - Marlon James Secret Shame(s): I like punctuation marks way-y-y-y too much. (Dr. Gomez: you were right). I didn't submit or write anything this month. I conjure witty Facebook statuses while I [...]
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Monthly Meter
My log for the month of : April Writing/Residency/Fellowship Submissions: 4 Writing/Residency/Fellowship Acceptances: 1 Writing/Residency/Fellowship Rejections: 1 Books: Purple Hibiscus - Chimamanda Ngozie Adichie Secret Shame(s): I feel like a charity case. And several tawdry tunes that shall remain unnamed, but, gosh, they are so terribly danceable.
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The Girl Curse
Growing up, my father was adamant--okay downright angry--when his friends and onlookers would say in awesome wonder, "Five girls?! Man-n-n-n you got trouble" that he didn't have anything like that.
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I wanna be like Mrs. Krikorian.
...so I spent the last two weeks writing, rewriting, coughing up chewed nail polish, and finally sending out a newly revised c.v. to some schools that might be gracious enough to let me re-enter the classroom in the fall and make some magic that might make some poems like this one. Maybe. We'll see. I'll [...]
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“Self Portrait as the Letter Y” by Tracey K. Smith
I have a bunch of poems, paintings, collages, and cut-outs that are s'posed to be self portraits. Well, that wasn't always the intent during the creation process. But then it wouldn't be all that creative if it was planned. Anyway, a girl's got stories and is changing on the reg, so the self portrait thing [...]
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Kid, You’ll Move Mountains!
Daydreaming is one thing I do really well. And penmanship. I have pretty nice penmanship. In my head I'm ducking attention, dozing in airports between getaways, and rocking a six pack under my hoodie. Somewhere there must be room for my daydreams to breathe; my head is really getting crammed here. That's when I read [...]
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So there. I think.
Q: What do you think of National Poetry Month? A: I don’t like it. And the reasons are myriad. It describes itself as being a celebration of poetry, but really it is a kind of hawking and forcing of an art, as though without that push from publicity, the art would not survive. So it [...]
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Found
Browsing literary journals is a good way to keep close to the craft and its trends, sometimes dangerous 'cause you can get caught up in them. Found this a while back while browsing Spinning Jenny, a literary journal: Moby Toby Matthew Lippman I can hear the ocean in my empty Pelligrino bottle. I put it [...]
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Regular
(Daddy, The Twin, The Twin's Husband, and me) Daddy calls himself a “regular” man. I’ve probably always searched for what that self-identification entails or denies him in one way or another from who and how I date to what and why I write. My influences and affectations certainly owe something to him and his “regular-ness [...]
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