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By Alex Carrigan  In their recently released poetry collection songs we used to dance to, poet courtney marie [sic] blurs time and space in a series of surreal poetry. To understand what is exactly happening in the pieces is to try and figure out how to get inside a snow globe, as the poems in this collection challenge the reader to figure out at what layer they are reading them and how many layers are presented.
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A play written & directed by Christine Stoddard. Starring Jess Appel & Amanda Andrews. This play premiered at the Broadway Comedy Club in Manhattan on April 3, 2022. Videography by Erika Fujiyama. © Quail Bell Press & Productions (www.quailbell.com). To get in touch with the producer, please email info@quailbell.com.
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By Amy Lee  “Like an ocean and moon on the inside at the same time,
we orbit and are orbited by.” Jess L Parker's debut poetry collection, star things, is an ethereal and exquisite tribute to all things celestial, cosmic and calamity of the heart. These 69 pages microscope into the soul and the universe, often with a surprising twist and heartfelt kick at the end of the poem. Through lyrical pace, experimental formats, contemporary chic and beautiful metaphors, she delves into every love, every bruise and everyday life. The depiction of abandonment is most powerful in poems such as Moonless (“Leave it on the island were you left me…”) and Dream Life (“If two people could sneak a dream to meet, they were we.”). The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By George Leipold  I lost my job on a cold January day. I went to work. I was called into a meeting. Just me and the owner.
“This may come as a shock to you, but this is the last day of Roxberry Juice.” He said it with a finality that rang in my ears like a church bell calling its followers into service. This is your last day. Two years of my life just slipped down the drain of a three chamber metal restaurant sink in a singular sentence. Another casualty of the pandemic. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
“Wherever you go there you are” is one of those clever cautionary sayings, in this case meaning you can’t run away from unhappiness. The pointing finger in this bit of wisdom is aimed squarely at the would-be escape artist, which is less than helpful to a person already feeling poorly about herself. If your unhappiness is caused by something inside you, the thinking goes, then running off anywhere else will only bring that source of unhappiness right along with you. But you know what doesn’t travel right along with you? All those other people. The ones who drove you crazy. The ones who let you down. The ones who broke your heart.
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By Dawn Corrigan  Years ago, I was taking my cousin on a day trip to New York City, where both our fathers had grown up. She was my first cousin once removed, her father my father’s uncle, but somewhere along the way the generational lines had crossed, and she was two years younger than me.
We weren’t children—I was 29, she 27—and she’d been to the City before. Nonetheless, the family was abuzz, as though Vicky were a grade-schooler on her way to summer camp, or about to attend her first sleepover. Her mind was a hamper full of anxiety—even more so than the rest of us—and she’d never been anywhere without her father, her husband, or a whole phalanx of sisters and female cousins. I was perceived as a flimsy chaperone. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Edith Gallagher Boyd  In order to combat a tendency for negative thoughts, several years ago I began to write a gratitude journal. I chose an unassuming copy book, one of those old-fashioned black books with white swirls. I didn’t want anything about my entries to become drudgery or just another chore, and wanted the notations to sing with lightness. My parents’ natural lean into optimism and gratitude didn’t come easily for me.
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By Alex Carrigan The realistic and the fantastic are both needed for processing changes in life. While it helps to understand the reality of the situation one finds themselves in, it helps to also have a retreat into the imaginary and dreamlike to help assuage any difficulties that can come about. This can involve holding onto traditions and stories in order to ground oneself in new and unfamiliar locations.
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A play written & directed by Christine Stoddard. Starring Jess Appel & Abigail Gabor. This play premiered at the Broadway Comedy Club in Manhattan on March 20, 2022. Videography by Erika Fujiyama. The next performance is May 2, 2022 at the Greenwich Village Comedy Club. © Quail Bell Press & Productions (www.quailbell.com). To get in touch with the producer, please email info@quailbell.com.
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By Karen Lethlean  Australia: November, 1975. Governor General Sir John Kerr was about to sack the Whitlam Labour Government.
My soldier duties weren’t all bad. A big anniversary was being organized. 9th September, 1975, a celebration of Australian signals corps formation some fifty years ago. The current serving Governor General, Sir John Kerr was scheduled to review a major parade. Through his presence, ceremonial statements were made about the Australian Army and in turn signals corps’ direct connections to British Royal family members. A navigable line through monarch appointed representatives in Australia. |
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