CanNibalistic tadpoles
The beauty of a lumpy, bugeyed tannic elastic species of toad.
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The beauty of a lumpy, bugeyed tannic elastic species of toad.
Read More CanNibalistic tadpolesLearning our craft through community. Finding ourselves inspired by workshops, craft lessons. Writer’s inspiration grows in diverse environments. Lighthouse LitFest 2021.
Read More You write because you mustLetter to my son: What do you hear when you hear the music that changed my life? There was an alcove between the restrooms at a bar called Dizzy Duncan’s in the Morris County Mall. In the alcove, an old cigarette machine squatted mellowly in the thin golden light spilling out of the bar. Adjacent, […]
Read More Assless chapsFind the gold in the pan. Revisioning your work as a writer with care and effect.
Read More Revision: re-envision, discoverWhen you find your voice you find your power. Learn how creating art creates new choices for trauma survivors to express joy and their inner creativity.
Read More Song: Selfish as a SphinxI’m never getting over it. I’m never going to heal. The number of family members who supported the evil president and the way we shied away from talking about it. For me, it was like endless, internal bleeding. I kept loving them and I hated them for it. I have so much fucking white privilege […]
Read More Blown awayGive yourself a midcentury modern overhaul or channel the Grandmillennial chic of The Queen’s Gambit.
Read More Baby gimme modPronounce the title as “live–on earth– LIE-V” A concert for the end of the world. The King of Lies conducts. A volcano choice to erupt against them, the OTHER the ones who will not see it the way they should. Channy sees her feet on soil as a prayer on earth, for earth, pulling from […]
Read More Live on earthWhatever your reaction to this, please be kind to yourself.
Read More Be where you need to beFear and hand sanitizer and the coronavirus.
Read More Coronavirus: Obsessive Hand Sanitizing and Other ObservationsToday I sit at my desk with emails answered. I have incredible peace of mind. Why? I finally decided to eat a healthy breakfast! Up at five this morning, it was dark and 6 degrees Farenheit. I couldn’t see Pikes Peak out of my window. I first tackled the dishes from my marathon meal prep […]
Read More Making every Monday my B&^tch (Hound)Why isn’t the ambient sound of each echoing soul okay on its own? The answer is—it absolutely is—but it gets less interesting unless the meaning of the sound is coordinated and organized into a “song”—a coherent narrative of art, creativity harnessed, into something the rest of us can absorb.
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