Oh My Stars It’s Another Poetry Reading
It’s the Time of the Season for Loving
Coupla things re: me.
I have a new poem involving a lonesome cowgirl up at H_NGM_N.
I have a new poem up at Lamination Colony involving menses and/or jello. It is run with a photo. I appear orange in the photo. I globbed on Sephora Perfekt in “rich” when I should have used “radiant.” Editor Blake requested that we send a photo from the shoulders up, no shirt, if we felt comfortable. Sending the photo was optional. I thought “Oh yes, I will send a photo. It will be a pretty photo.” I wish I was the kind of writer who is uncomfortable sending a photo. Instead, I am the kind of writer who is uncomfortable one month later. I had a lovely time this morning feeling guilty that the lip gloss invalidates my work. Though in many ways, that is what the poem is about.
I have a new piece up at HuffPo involving grand theft poetics.
I’ll be in Rome (and thereabouts in Italy) until November 7, at which point Polestar w/ Aaron Fagan, Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz and Garrett Kalleberg will commence. Did you know that the vomitoriums are largely a myth? I didn’t. So very disappointed.
Ma Petite Cherie
Nin Andrews / Elaine Kahn / Lauren Ireland /Austin LaGrone /Matthew Byrne / Ben Mirov / Miranda Field / Jonathan Levitt / Russell Jaffe / Krystal Languell / J.A. Tyler / Mark Yakich / Michael Schiavo / Emily Pettit / Karin Gottshall / Jared White / Sasha Fletcher / Dawn Lonsinger / Oh baby!
Wanna know something cool? All of the taglines in the issue are lifted straight from Bram Stoker’s Dracula.
Wanna see something cool? My old friend Jonathan Levitt, who did the photos in the issue, has an ekphrastic fantastic blog called grass doe that’s straight up Devendra takes New England.
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