I am extremely excited to be in the latest issue of Artifice. I love the seductive matte cover and the redness of it. I love that they took one of the weirder writing things I've done -- a collage/mashup of some existing texts to create a new narrative. I'm also so happy that two of my friends and fellow Bama MFAs are in here too -- http://brandiwells.wordpress.com/ and http://seventytwomosquitobites.wordpress.com/!
Also, I can't wait for the next issue of Weave Magazine, 09, to come out! Again, I'll be in there with Brandi Wells. Weave was kind enough to take one of my favorite poems of mine, which sorta goes with my poems over at PANK and The Nashville Review.
And then the next issue of Gargoyle, 60, out sometime this summer, will have a couple poems of mine that go with the ones at Weave, etc.... AND Brandi is in this issue too.
We're making a habit of this.
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In the meantime, I went to Bermuda for a week. The weather was perfect. The pink sand and turquoise water were perfect. The wild Bermuda cherries with ridges, orange flesh, and the taste of flowers and pepper... were perfect. The frogs chirped all night and the birds whistled all day.
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I have been writing a poem a day for the month of June, having taken May off after writing a poem a day in April. I am finally becoming comfortable with a habit of writing.
Also, I can't wait for the next issue of Weave Magazine, 09, to come out! Again, I'll be in there with Brandi Wells. Weave was kind enough to take one of my favorite poems of mine, which sorta goes with my poems over at PANK and The Nashville Review.
And then the next issue of Gargoyle, 60, out sometime this summer, will have a couple poems of mine that go with the ones at Weave, etc.... AND Brandi is in this issue too.
We're making a habit of this.
...
In the meantime, I went to Bermuda for a week. The weather was perfect. The pink sand and turquoise water were perfect. The wild Bermuda cherries with ridges, orange flesh, and the taste of flowers and pepper... were perfect. The frogs chirped all night and the birds whistled all day.
...
I have been writing a poem a day for the month of June, having taken May off after writing a poem a day in April. I am finally becoming comfortable with a habit of writing.