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July in the life of a poet
Publication news and the story behind Portrait of a Person Who Pushes Love Away in Fear of Losing It
Can I read you a poem?
What is a poet without her memories? What is a memory without the rememberer? My two poems in the newest issue of Samfiftyfour explore the memories we yearn to forget, and the ones we’d like to carry with us forever. I’d love to read the first poem to you today: “My Memories Need Me to Remember Them”— “My Memories Need Me to Remember Them” by Isabelle Correa in Issue XIV of Samfiftyfour Share…
My first breakup was with Jesus
On losing god and finding my queer self
The Rise of the Detestable Woman: Why Readers Crave Recognition More Than Reassurance
Last week, an ex-boyfriend DM’d me about an excerpt I shared from my upcoming poetry collection, Portrait of a Person Who Pushes Love Away in Fear of Losing It , in which I labeled myself (ehemm…labeled the speaker) “ a serial cheater. ” His message: i feel like you want to reconstruct shame as something that society just put on you it is and it’s not. You fucking sucked. you should feel ashamed.…
A Free Poem Print: “On My History of Kissing Everyone at Parties”
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Astronaut Affidavit
a new poem and an invite to the virtual open mic on Sunday
Periods Are Mean and Commas Are Cute and I Want to Sleep with You
a new poem
It's Not Confessional Poetry If I'm Never Honest IV.
This week, I flew to LA, read some poems about being a sellout , came back to Mexico City, decided I miss having hobbies. Maybe I will get into comic books. Butterfly pinning. Metal smithing. All of the above. I wrote this poem from a Brooklyn Poets prompts on writing the “truth.” The title is from a series from Good Girl and Other Yearnings . Maybe it’s a series I’ll never stop writing. Subscribe…
"like a rosebush coming up for air"
a new poem & a chance to share