Jennifer Acker's Blog, page 114
June 19, 2019
Offerings
JANE WONG
Over and over, I dig thin flower stems into the earth, as if mending a hole in an old shirt. The earth buckles at my persistence. I imagine the worms, deep in the ground, ducking each stem in slow, pink frenzy. The flowers are from Safeway along Route—dip-dyed daisy petals in blue and pink food coloring.
Over and over, I dig thin flower stems into the earth, as if mending a hole in an old shirt. The earth buckles at my persistence. I imagine the worms, deep in the ground, ducking each stem in slow, pink frenzy. The flowers are from Safeway along Route—dip-dyed daisy petals in blue and pink food coloring.
June 12, 2019
Review of Throw: A Novel
JEN HINST-WHITE
If I offer you the words contemplative novel, you may not immediately picture—for example—someone getting stabbed in the leg with a pencil. You may not picture a tangle of high schoolers fighting and flirting, fueling rumors and throwing shade and roaming lowrider car shows.
If I offer you the words contemplative novel, you may not immediately picture—for example—someone getting stabbed in the leg with a pencil. You may not picture a tangle of high schoolers fighting and flirting, fueling rumors and throwing shade and roaming lowrider car shows.
June 11, 2019
Immigrant Ditty
VLADIMIR GANDELSMAN
"Immigrant Ditty"
The sun goes down. The supermarket
floods with dead light. Now the gate
caws at you in the near darkness.
A not-so-magic key might blaze.
"Immigrant Ditty"
The sun goes down. The supermarket
floods with dead light. Now the gate
caws at you in the near darkness.
A not-so-magic key might blaze.
June 5, 2019
Weekly Writes Vol. 3 – Poetry or Prose
For the first time ever, Weekly Writes is offering both poetry AND prose, in two separate programs. What do you want to write this summer? Pick the program, sharpen your pencils, and get ready for a weekly dose of writing inspiration in your inbox!
Hunger’s Pace
ANA MARÍA FUSTER LAVÍN
When the girl stood, she heard the mirror murmur, Stay with me, always. “I hunger.” A blue bridge she hoped to cross one morning, to go on a walk, holding her mother’s hand. To play with the girl in the mirror in the park, to get on the swing set, legs dancing toward clouds.
When the girl stood, she heard the mirror murmur, Stay with me, always. “I hunger.” A blue bridge she hoped to cross one morning, to go on a walk, holding her mother’s hand. To play with the girl in the mirror in the park, to get on the swing set, legs dancing toward clouds.
Repeater
SIOBHAN LEDDY
There are many English towns just like it: rural, obscenely sentimentalized, a place where fox hunting enjoys popular support, but immigration does not.
There are many English towns just like it: rural, obscenely sentimentalized, a place where fox hunting enjoys popular support, but immigration does not.
June 3, 2019
The Common Magazine Named Finalist for CLMP Firecracker Award
New York, NY (May 30, 2019)—The Community of Literary Magazines and Presses (CLMP), the national nonprofit organization that for more than 50 years has supported the essential work of literary publishers, has announced the finalists of its fifth annual FIRECRACKER AWARDS.
June 1, 2019
FAQ: Weekly Writes Vol. 3
Q: What if I’m busy and can’t work on the week’s prompts? Will they expire?
A: No. While we hope that writing every week is part of your program experience, we understand that life gets in the way. The prompts are yours to download and keep, so you can start writing whenever you have time.
A: No. While we hope that writing every week is part of your program experience, we understand that life gets in the way. The prompts are yours to download and keep, so you can start writing whenever you have time.
May 31, 2019
May 2019 Poetry Feature
ZAMORA LINMARK
Pattern your anxiety after Djuana Barnes. / Or any wrecked Parisian woman of adventurous arts and letters. / Lift the ban on reality: / He’s a man first; an ass second.
Pattern your anxiety after Djuana Barnes. / Or any wrecked Parisian woman of adventurous arts and letters. / Lift the ban on reality: / He’s a man first; an ass second.
May 29, 2019
Hall Walls: Constructing Worlds
JOCELYN EDENS
Walking by the installation, white shifts to yellow, black to blue; it’s like watching the facade of a building change with the direct, then glowing light at sunset. Even a constructed, fictional environment can activate memories.
Walking by the installation, white shifts to yellow, black to blue; it’s like watching the facade of a building change with the direct, then glowing light at sunset. Even a constructed, fictional environment can activate memories.
