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“Need another double-black / kiss. I’ve got more hunger than my body can hold.”
by Sarah Garzoni So happy to have my poem “Last Call” in the Drink-themed issue of Muzzle Magazine alongside my word-brother Rickey Laurentiis. Pour yourself a drink and then click here to read. I, for...
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My Last 3 Poetry Readings in NYC Are This Week
by Saeed Jones It’s finally happening. I move out of my apartment in three days. I leave New York on Sunday morning. I leave the country for a year beginning on June 24. My flight to Madrid has been...
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“Be your own kind of wild.”– Samuel F. Reynolds
by Bruce Munro My year of travel has begun. I’ve already been to Memphis and New Orleans. Rocking out in San Francisco at the moment, but that doesn’t mean I’m not writing. Can’t stop, won’t stop....
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“Five years and a funeral later, I dream I’m driving across that same bridge...
by Christoffer Relander So happy to have “Nocturne” in the latest issue of Union Station magazine. Here’s an excerpt: Five years and a funeral later, I dream I’m driving across that same bridge with my...
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Visible Man: On Double Consciousness and Bike Riding in Berlin
From my latest for Ebony: It’s my last week in Berlin. I pedal down Martin Luther Strasse. In 1530, the street’s namesake wrote “They are trying to make me into a fixed star. I am an irregular...
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On Reading Abroad
Since the end of June, I have been to Madrid, Barcelona, Paris, Berlin, Amsterdam, London, Glasgow and Edinburgh. At the moment, I’m writing to you from Bangkok, Thailand. It certainly has been quite...
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Poet Cynthia Cruz on Madness, Bodies and Bodies of Work
I was fortunate enough to be able to study with poet Cynthia Cruz at Rutgers -Newark while completing my MFA. She’s a generous teacher and her poetry rattles me in the best way possible. (Her first...
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The Second Chapter, or I’ve Been in San Francisco for Five Days
I moved to San Francisco five days ago. When my flight broke through the fog and touched down, I made my way to Mission Street with a roller suitcase and manbag. The rest of my possessions – six...
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