the payments that we make to submit work to literary contests should be categorized as tax deductible charitable contributions

Thank you editors at 3Elements Review for publishing my artwork, “Hypnotic Feelers”, in the current issue! My mixed-media piece is an exploration of memories retrieved during a hypnotherapy session, and is a companion to my poem, “Regression trance” from my new manuscript.

Larissa Szporluk

More solid poetry curated by the good folks at anthropocene

the longer it takes to get a manuscript published, the more my old poems start to resemble my new ones. this was not my intention. but all these objects are sunk in the same river or perched on the same cliff top weathering.

look lively little bits! the biannual rescue wagon is haul-assing through my drafts folder

Late TopTweetTuesday entry 😊 My poem “Hysterectomy” from my debut chapbook, BETWEEN MY SPINE & THE RIVER. Thanks to Bex Hainsworth for hosting today and congrats on CIRCULAIRE! 🎉

I am learning to pity less what lacks will entirely. There are things worse than being like that. --Carl Phillips (always in excellent form)

Hettie Jones

today I learned that if a human handles small birds it will not cause their bird parents to abandon them. and now I have to re-draft or abandon three poems. thanks science.

why would a magazine use submittable, accept simultaneous submissions and then disable the message feature? generally -- why not make it clear how to withdraw an individual poem?

In the countdown to publication day (tomorrow), I want to share to some love with my pressmates at Copper Canyon Press This forthcoming anthology is both brilliant and crucial reading. Get it. coppercanyonpress.org/books/you-must…

New fiction by Stephen Mortland (Stephen Mortland). softunion.online/library/four-s…

The addition of "reading tools" to the layout on Soft Union is so considerate. I hope this becomes a popular move.

Tony Hoagland. From: Unincorporated Persons in the Late Honda Dynasty (Bloodaxe, 2010).

'Half-life in Exile', by Hala Alyan from The New Yorker

godspeed my highly ambitious early September submission packet. godspeed.

"The ghosts in her stories suddenly became less baneful than before; all at once she even recollected a famous ghost in the south who would do as he was told if he was given his daily cupful the same as other people." a random sampling from Halldor Laxness

some poems steadfastly refuse to hold their shape. revision after revision they take on completely different forms. I call those poems "jerks"