So I must have hit some sort of magical submission time jackpot because not one but two editors got back to me nearly immediately and posted the poems they accepted. Not that I mind long waits, but it’s so nice when it all goes in sync. So here you go: First up we have Boyslut… Continue reading 6 Poem Poetry Bomb
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Lou Reed Like a Black Bed Sheet
Lou Reed Like a Black Bed Sheet Because Jet Blue stopped flights to Pittsburgh unless you wanted to detour through Chicago which, if you think about it, from New York, means you really overshot your goal, we rented a car and I had driven maneuvering us out of the city because my husband… Continue reading Lou Reed Like a Black Bed Sheet
How To Be An American poem
Individual Liberty, in the American Mind, Became Synonymous with America, and Americans Consider Themselves the World’s Freest People There is a crowd of tourists blocking the subway turnstiles at Union Square. They can’t figure out which way to swipe their Metrocard and I’m thinking to myself, this is why tokens were better when the… Continue reading How To Be An American poem
The Car Accident, 1995 at Pyrokinection
In 1994, when I was in high school, I fell off a waterfall and busted my head open. A year later, I went back there, with my boyfriend and two other friends to see it. On the way home, I flipped my ford escort over, totaling the car. When I saw the wrecked car in… Continue reading The Car Accident, 1995 at Pyrokinection
Post-California update but really, it’s just about poetry.
Hi. I’m back from California where I met amazing people, heard amazing poety, drove amazing roads, saw amazing animals, ate amazing food and then took one very NOT amazing flight home. This whole traveling thing would be much easier if someone could just knock me over the head as soon as the plane takes off… Continue reading Post-California update but really, it’s just about poetry.
Ally Malinenko 