
MER at Massachusetts Poetry Festival 2016
Photos here: http://themomegg.tumblr.com/post/146874422572/massachusetts-poetry-festival-2016
Photos here: http://themomegg.tumblr.com/post/146874422572/massachusetts-poetry-festival-2016
Review by Meg Reynolds – Winner of the 2014 White Pine Press Poetry Prize SOME GIRLS blends of contemporary and ancient story. McNally bends time on purpose, lending myth into women’s stories and humanity to myth. McNally remembers what is…
Launch photos here: http://themomegg.tumblr.com/post/143376646167/themomegg-mer-2016-launch-party-change-issue
Kristin Prevallet – From dire to duty and all the muck in between, change is the only constant. This seems important to remember, lest what is fatal (fated, un-chanced) appear doomed to fail. Nothing is set in stone (made…
Cheryl Boyce-Taylor In Her Lingerie Drawer Five Years Later In her lingerie drawer two pearl and crystal hat pins a black flip phone that says Samsung Verizon my brother’s blue stained drawings from when he was five a braid wrapped…
Rosa Alcalá Homophonic Translation We like things written on us, juicy not the least of which what is your team the ironies I thought my favorite sweatshirt (damaged in print shop) said a coat of sugar, my budding coquettish-ness,…
Betsy Andrews On Neptune Memorial Reef Don’t laugh at me, I told that guy, advance of the morning neoprene stuffing, the South Beach merchandise vertigo—explosives and spear guns, holsters and knives— eddying against the incoming tide. I mean: time,…
Billie Chernicoff Kimono 1. Refusal, acquiescence, travel. 10,000 hours to master the brush. 10,000 to master silence. A study of a sparrow, study of a moth. The sleeve, the arm. An hour to dress. 2. Ode to the nape…
Caroline Crumpacker End Road Concussive Event Car radio love song driving out past intention and singing the static between stations . I love you too, that one-trick pony of trying to have a girlhood an ambient refrain of…
Betsy Fagin miraculous fishes surviving body feast days bosom ceiling already-formed tenderness the marvelously luminous genderfish fills their nets with the bell cure of souls not cranes of vigilance or safe-keeping, only ravens of heresy want knowns combust and survive…