This month: narrative poetry
My writing is always heavily influenced by whatever I’m reading at the time so I push myself to “read above my grade level” in order to grow as a writer.
When we moved here in ’68,/plant workers made/GOOD MONEY
About nine miles as the crow flies. That’s how far the factories are.
We are open for submissions in all categories (flash, fiction, creative nonfiction, poetry).
The minimalism I was trained in is insufficient for the kinds of stories we need to tell today.
one era’s style vein / and bone against the matte / patina green of others; / histories collaged,
You couldn’t have stayed. They wanted to box you.
You watch Casablanca and crave powerful, everlasting, cursed love.
You’re out on the high wire, where all the good writing, all the good art, always is.