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slogged in salted dew the ticker tape in my head on overtune to beat the moon backwards before we were flung too far, before either of us was a hamster on a loop in fevered wait Wanda Morrow Clevenger wrote eight poems in a handful of months in 1974; thirty-four years later she returned to writing. She has since placed over 467 pieces of work in 158 print and electronic literary journals and anthologies. In August of 2013, while compiling the manuscript for this book she fell ill with pancreatitis, further complicated by necrosis in the following nine months, and wasn’t expected to survive. One year later, almost to the day, she sat down to finish where the hogs ate the cabbage. She has her husband to thank for the title. |
beat the moon backwards
by Wanda Morrow Clevenger
Published August 9, 2022
Moving Sounds
by Casey Krysztofik
Published February 14, 2022
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Raindrops no longer from sky – continue from plants above ground. Hosta spade leaves hold water: wine from Roman shell shaped cups. Woman soaked after slip and fall. Cling from clutches assisted by flood absorbed. Blouse unbuttoned – free and comfortable. Flesh painted with precision before sprayed with clear coat. Screen room she rests mostly hidden in lush woods. Viewing the mouth between river and bay. Jaws opened at snake's pinnacle showing off fangs. Its saliva becomes a waterfall. --Second Concerto's Andante The third poetry collection by Casey Krysztofik explores the sonic relation of words and movement. He kicks up the technique of his previous collections to bring the reader to a new and eldritch world. A concert of poetry. |
Plumes: and Other Flights of Fancy Flash Fiction
by Andrena Zawinski
Published January 31, 2022
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In her debut collection of stories, Zawinski melds flash fiction with memoir. She entertains, piques curiosity, even exacts revenge in characters enjoyable to come to know, whether through love or through hate, all cast on a smooth and well-crafted journey that invites the reader to return to its pages again and again. “Andrena Zawinski presses pause, and purity appears: a long ago encounter with a friend chanting, a much younger lover who becomes a mature woman in 300 words. More social documentaries than pure fiction, these stories record zeitgeist—lesbian zeitgeist, baby boomer zeitgeist, coal country trading-sex-for-bread zeitgeist. The narrator in the final story confesses: ‘I am a convicted eavesdropper.’ That's the real pleasure in Plumes—getting the skinny the strictly forbidden way by listening to what you're not supposed to hear.” —Judy Juanita, The High Price of Freeways, Tartts Fiction Award “Reading Andrena Zawinski’s terrific flash fiction/memoirs about love, travel, mishaps, drinking, and searching is like sitting down at a table at your favorite coffee shop with your best friend and listening to her unfolding the best and wildest stories of her life. You never want her to stop!” —John Guzlowski, Echoes of Tattered Tongues, Eric Hoffer Montaigne Medal “Andrena Zawinski's powerful imagery, from ‘the kewpie doll draped in party beads’ to ‘a candle-toothed smile,’ is as strong in this collection of flash fiction as in her award-winning poetry. The personality and panache of the globe-trotting woman at these tales' centers, savoring a glass of fine wine as much as she does new locales, imbue these stories with their particular she-ness. Pour yourself a glass of your favorite to accompany the gorgeous writing of Plumes, which will certainly garner its own accolades.” —Jan Steckel, The Horizontal Poet, Lambda Literary Award |
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