New Poems + Publishing Malaise

I have poems in the new issue of Mortar Magazine: “Before the Geyser” and “The Stones.” My writing is accompanied by the gorgeous street art of Tamara Alves. You can listen to audio of my readings on their site as well.

You will also findĀ three of my poems in the newest issue of Requited Journal, a journal I admire for its experimentation and commitment to publishing the marginal. I’m always on the lookout for journals that showcase underrepresented voices. I crave originality and fresh perspective in writing more than anything else. I’m grateful to those editors who strive for a spectrum.

I think I’m going to take a break from submitting so much and just focus on the writing. So much time is devoted to this cycle, this endless grind, but the actual writing is always what brings me the most pleasure and sense of accomplishment. Publication is just a bonus. I have to remind myself about that sometimes.

Fall Fragments

  1. The cool, dry air pays a visit like an old friend. My skin is glowing but my eyes are tearing.
  2. I have a short prose poem in the fall issue of Unbroken Journal. It is ominous, as most writing is these days.
  3. Someone asks me, “What do you write?” I freeze. You’d think I’d be able to answer this by now.
  4. I finished writing a story told in fragments. It features potions and a garden. My stories always seem to feature a garden.
  5. I finished reading Cruddy by Lynda Barry. Brutal and beautiful. I wrote a micro review about it. Easily one of my favorite reads this year.
  6. I’ve updated my list of literary journals for LGBTQ writers, women, and writers of color. People still seem to use it as a resource and I’m glad it’s been so helpful. Unfortunately, I’ve had to remove quite a few journals that have gone defunct or no longer appear online.
  7. I’m getting married soon. Since there’s no bride, we’ve had to write a ceremony ourselves. There are no real traditions to inherit yet, no set rules. We are setting them down. I should write about this eventually.
  8. The cool spell will be gone tomorrow, I’m sure.