(Cover Art — Crow 0005 gel print by Anita Dime)           The Poetry       J.R. Acero     KNOWN & KNOWING   We are two strangers who happen to know the layout of each other’s childhoods; the origins o...

Known for her outsize persona, appearance and talent, she rose from rural poverty to become a top-selling singer, songwriter and entrepreneur.

Idiotpalooza My girlfriend wanted me to accept her influence as much                     &nb…

He partnered with real-life pal Kevin Tighe (Roy DeSoto) on the popular NBC series, then did lots of soap operas.

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Your slap shot is anthrax.  Your passes are filthy. Your skating is swift and fluid.  Sabres fans say your name  as if in prayer—

LINES FOR JENNIFER MARTELLI The news of your deathis a punch to my throat. Our swapped storiesand laughs stumble on my street’s sidewalk,blanketed with crimson leaves and a police siren’s blue wail…

When I watch TV footage of sinewy men putting enormous windowpanes and indigo hand-crafted tiles into boxes and the backs of pickup trucks, I am reminded of when I was here, decades ago, with my…

by Jennifer Martelli —after Lucie Brock-Broido I have the boniest backhands, thick veins, too, that can take a needle, fill tubes of blood. I could make your lip bleed and swell wit...

back to contents Joey Nicoletti Reading and Listening to Pat Cooper   How can I insult you today?It seems that quite a few people thinkthat you have to be Italianto enjoy my humor— so let me enlighten...

RESOLVE Your hair smelled like tulips. We saw life-sized butter sculptures of Elvis Presley and a cow. People scarfed down enormous turkey drumsticks and rode Ferris wheels for hours on end. We tal…

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Publication Date: March 15, 2025 Paperback, 74 pages ISBN: 978-1-956782-92-9 Miss Universe: Poems by Jina Ortiz is an evocative collection of geopolitical dialogues told through the lens of inte...

& hear my streets with ragged beats & the beats are too beat to live so the graves push out with hands that cannot touch the makers of light & the sun flames down through the roofs & the roots that sl...

I hate them as I hate sex, the man’s mouth sealing my mouth, the man’s paralyzing body— and the cry that always escapes, the low, humiliating premise of union— In my mind tonight I hear the question a...

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.   Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

Sundays too my father got up early

these hips have never been enslaved, they go where they want to go they do what they want to do.

My mother never forgave my father

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The Ossabaw Island Writers' Retreat is a 6-day retreat featuring creative writing workshops, readings and craft sessions. Enjoy and learn from readings...

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