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This House
The screen door
swings open.
She jumps–
off her guard;
on edge
all evening.
This house
has no ghosts.
Husband’s home.
She eyes him
coldly,
wondering:
how much
he’ll haunt her.
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Literature
What Hips Are Meant For
My sister wishes for a little girl to stand next to her son,
to have my eyes & her curiosity. Sometimes I want to see
how far my car can go before turning around all because
I miss someone or some thing. She says I have hips meant
for birthing, which I could take offense to if she were
anyone else. If I were anyone else, the idea of being
someone’s every morning might be everything. Nothing
might be what I’ll grow used to. My sister holds her belly,
her son inside, waiting for his life to begin; I look at maps,
wondering where I’d feel at home & if I’ll ever learn
my way around regrets. She worries about shelter & how
to keep my nephew safe; I spend too much time thinking
about tattoos & how they’ll keep me in my skin. My sister
is content planning her life for others; I become too distracted
trying to escape the boundaries I belong to. She knows
I have a name for a daughter & the eyes to watch her grow;
I cannot be sure I have a place for one.
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Literature
Believer
I do not need you
to pray for me.
I am a common woman,
prideful
&
reckless,
lust-ridden
&
forbidden
by your kind:
those who point to me,
wanting to anoint me
with all things pure,
unsure
of my worth
until I feign their ways.
I am no follower
of fire and brimstone;
&
as your kind says of me:
I am too far gone.
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Literature
Exit Strategy
Three months is my average; rarely
do I last any longer playing the role
of lover. I’ve dared myself to resist
the urge to leave, but it goes against
my truths. When lust-minded hands
turn to watchful eyes, I try to decide
if it’s worth it to be wanted for more
than late hours. Lovers begin to see me
as someone to bring home, to occupy
their houses. I find the exits too easily.
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Literature
A woman in town tells me
my grandfather was a native;
there’s no paperwork to prove it,
but old pictures seem to say more
than new words. Told me she lived
on the same hillside as him when
they were young, that once they were
working around the same garden—
said she never knew he was there,
not until she backed into him while
raking the land, looked up to see the sun
cowering behind him like a shadow.
He frightened her with his footsteps:
my grandfather could walk across
dry leaves without making any sound;
a white man, she said, could not.
I saw it in his face, the nativeness
that she spoke of: the cut of his jaws,
eyes which spoke bluntly without
his mouth shaping the words. I learned
gentleness by the way his tired hands,
palm-rough and cradling, gripped
my small frame, how one might
cup water before bringing it to the lips.
Most depict him with harshness,
misunderstanding more than much else.
My grandmother, on the other hand,
and on the wrong hand, married him
for his looks. His darkness, too
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Literature
Movement
There’s enough anger in the air
to strangle anyone. Anyone can
say they’d do this or that. That
isn’t the point here. Here and now
makes our tomorrow. Tomorrow
is the focus. Focus on that – that
we need tomorrow. Tomorrow
will be our truth. Truth is noted
after the fact. Fact isn’t respected
in the now. Now is when we react
to what happened then. Then was
the foundation of it all. All must
recognize what is needed. Needed
now is ground to stand on. On this,
plant yourself – yourself, and not
someone else’s voice. Voice instead
your hope, your rage. Rage against
the wrongs, with your rights. Rights
ought to be as free as breath. Breath
should never be taken by hatred.
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Literature
Dear Parents:
Strike the soft skin of your children; leave marks.
   Go on: show them how hard they must become
      to be like you.
Mold them to be mindless: coach them to react
   with fists; make them believe that words have
      little worth.
Shape them into an almighty monster: modern man.
Destroy their purity and imagination by damning them
   with absurd words of a god who previous men
      imagined.
Teach children to follow a leader, and to not ever
   break the circle they belong to, so society never
      moves forward.
Above all: train them to question love, even your own.
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So, while having play-time in your gallery, I see the option to critique this! And since you so foolishly encourage me, here we go: I l...

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Thank you.

I can't always keep up with proper thanks, but know that I do thank anyone who reads anything of mine. :heart:

Also, you're already welcome. So no need to thank me for a thing. (:

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The screen door
swings open.

She jumps–
off her guard;

on edge
all evening.

This house
has no ghosts.

Husband’s home.
She eyes him

coldly,
wondering:

how much
he’ll haunt her.
This House
I'm envious of people who write creepy work well. I'm creepy but that's about it. :shrug:

This poem was stirred up during NaPoWriMo a couple of years ago with the prompt swing. Prompts are fun. Anywho, this one was published over at Rust + Moth in Spring 2016. They run a gorgeous online magazine, so check 'em out.
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My sister wishes for a little girl to stand next to her son,
to have my eyes & her curiosity. Sometimes I want to see

how far my car can go before turning around all because
I miss someone or some thing. She says I have hips meant

for birthing, which I could take offense to if she were
anyone else. If I were anyone else, the idea of being

someone’s every morning might be everything. Nothing
might be what I’ll grow used to. My sister holds her belly,

her son inside, waiting for his life to begin; I look at maps,
wondering where I’d feel at home & if I’ll ever learn

my way around regrets. She worries about shelter & how
to keep my nephew safe; I spend too much time thinking

about tattoos & how they’ll keep me in my skin. My sister
is content planning her life for others; I become too distracted

trying to escape the boundaries I belong to. She knows
I have a name for a daughter & the eyes to watch her grow;

I cannot be sure I have a place for one.
What Hips Are Meant For
Originally published by Rogue Agent - Issue 29 / August 2017

This was written a couple of years ago but ever relevant, I reckon.
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Oliver

MUSHY POEM WARNING. I'M NOT SORRY. :heart:

My nephew will be two years old tomorrow and I'm a ball of ridiculous emotions. The kiddo started out with colic and is still a very emotional child. I remember the morning from this poem perfectly and the exact way his breath sounded when the music calmed him down. I knew that morning that he and I are very similar creatures but still had no idea how he would rule my world from then on out. I'm still very much a Pearl Jam girl but he's moved on to 80s glam bands and British pop. Kids these days, y'all. ;)

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Originally published in Up the Staircase Quarterly - Summer 2016


I know it's not an appropriate song for an infant, but it beat playing Top 40 for the eager-eared stinker:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=N8r_an…

 

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I do not need you
to pray for me.

I am a common woman,
prideful

&

reckless,

lust-ridden

&

forbidden
by your kind:

those who point to me,
wanting to anoint me
with all things pure,
unsure
of my worth
until I feign their ways.

I am no follower
of fire and brimstone;

&

as your kind says of me:
I am too far gone.
Believer
Greetings from the Bible Belt.

Originally published by Bop Dead City - Issue 14, January 2016
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Fundraiser - because y'all means all

Journal Entry: Wed Aug 23, 2017, 11:39 AM


Before y'all read any of this, can we all just take a second to gawk at my gorgeous nephew? His name is Oliver and he's my entire world. This was taken this past weekend at the Pride on the River festival, near where I live in North Alabama.

Olliepride by FuzzyHoser 
 
It's been a while since I've hosted any contests or anything but I'm hoping to get back to that. In the meantime I've got my focus on fundraising. I recently joined up with some fellow southerners in starting a literature journal, titled Screen Door Review, which is dedicated to queer southern voices.

It's always been a struggle for the LGBTQ community but under the Trump administration, things are getting worse. Back in June, the KKK showed up at our march for Equality in Florence, Alabama. My nephew, in all his innocence, saw them. Other children there heard their hateful comments. They screamed at us while we peacefully rallied for the basic concept of equality. They tried to intimidate us but what did we do? We marched. We held our signs, chanted, and silenced them. But we can do more.

It's high time a journal exists which amplifies the southern queer perspective. I don't know of a better outlet for speaking up and showing our presence than through art - whether you're on the spectrum or as an ally.

Funding is not gonna come easy, but we're ready to tackle things. We need assistance in getting off the ground, though, and have started a Kickstarter campaign to help. You can read all relevant information in the campaign description.

None of us have money and are doing this out of love for literature and our community, so it's all volunteer work on our end. We also understand nothing comes for free. If y'all can spare some donations, we'd really appreciate it. I swear if we hit our target, the money will be used as dictated in the campaign link. If we don't hit our target, none of the donations go through and we're back at square one. That said, this is what I have to trade: editing services on your work. I don't have much skill in prose, so I can only confidently offer this for poetry. There are separate offers on the Kickstarter campaign, by the way. This is just me going rogue with my own efforts. ;)

All that said, I'm a mediocre writer and I know that, but I'm a damn good editor and I love doing it. So let's work together, yeah? If you want to get published I can help with preparing your work. If you just wanna work on your craft I'm super down for that, too.

These are the deals I'll offer up and am open to other deals. Just note me if you have suggestions. And feel free to ask any questions! I'm pretty game for just about whatever. I just really wanna raise some funds for this project.


$5
feedback/editing services for one poem.

$10
feedback/editing services for three poems.

$25
feedback/editing services for a chapbook - up to 30ish pages.




How's the trade work?
Just send me a screenshot of your donation receipt. You can do it through stash or note me and I'll give you my email address.

Am I trustworthy?
Ask around. I like to think I've got a solid reputation around here. :heart:

What are my editing chops?
*I've been the Poetry Editor at cahoodaloodaling since 2013.

*I served as an Associate Editor at Pankhearst, an independent writers collective, for one year.

*While at Pankhearst, I edited the international anthology America Is Not the World, available in paperback through the link.

*Earlier this year, I co-edited another paperback anthology titled Deranged, through Picaroon Poetry.

*I've had my own work published 70+ times.

*I've been nominated for Best New Poets and have received two Honorable Mentions for Best of the Net.

Why am I involved in this project?

Y'all Means All by FuzzyHoser 
Because y'all means all.


Psst:
If y'all make a donation, trade or not, please tell me so I can thank you properly.
I can't see who donates on the campaign but we've already gotten a nice donation today. :heart:



Publishing Opportunities!

Fri Jul 28, 2017, 10:11 AM

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While I'm getting my own stuff readied to bring back over this way, I thought I'd share our current calls over at cahoodaloodaling because why in the world wouldn't y'all be submitting your work, right? Right. So, here we go with a tiny introduction and what it is we're looking for in both categories! And by the way, we read blind so I won't know who submitted and you aren't supposed to tell me.


cahoodaloodaling is a collaborative publication. Our quarterly issues are shaped by an eclectic staff and a revolving guest editor. We also have varying calls for submissions, based on either a theme or a style, and we love to see how our collaborators interpret them. As such, our issues are ever-changing and our style ever-evolving. Feel free to send us cross-media work, push the envelope, or even suggest an idea for a future issue or feature. We especially love collaborative work, but it is not a requirement for submissions. We are what you make us.

Current calls include:

Issue #24 – Solitude’s Spectrum

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” —Hemingway

Solitude—whether alone on the road in a car, train, motel room, or a forest trail, or even secluded and tucked away in your home, whether it’s a welcomed moment of peacefulness or a lonely state of despair—times of solitude shape us, recharge us, and break us down to our essence. Sometimes we choose to step away from the world. Sometimes the world breaks us and casts us aside. In those moments alone, if we make the choice to continue and create, true artists are born. We cross a border we cannot uncross and heal through our words, finding ourselves—and sometimes finding new selves in the process. As Hemingway said, sometimes we’re strong in those broken places, and sometimes we’re not. Sometimes that jagged broken part affects us forever afterward.

This fall issue we are interested in capturing both the positive, reaffirming pieces about solitude along with those that reveal pain, heartbreak, and introspection. We seek to investigate those breaking point moments, those halting discoveries, those empowered decisions that compel us to walk away from the world and to let the silt settle in the pool of water in our soul. Whether you enjoy locking yourself away or you had to in order to save yourself from hell, we want to hear how these moments lead to creative revelations and re-energized focus, or how they still haunt you to this day.

Guest Editor: James H. Duncan of Hobo Camp Review
Submissions due 9/9/17
Issue live 10/31/17

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Issue #25 – Queer Spaces

The queer identity is multitudinous and multifaceted. Despite the strong sense of unity we share, wherever it is that we go, being queer in one place is going to be different than being queer in another—often times, vastly so. As such, the individual delivers to the world an identity that is comprised simultaneously of sexual and geographic orientation. We as a community embody what it means to be African and transsexual, Alabamian and bisexual, Russian and lesbian, Californian and asexual, Iranian and gay.

Whichever letter of the queer alphabet you ascribe to, that identity is worth expressing in a manner that does not separate you from the culture that you belong to, but rather reveals the complicated relationship between exterior and interior place. The world needs to know us as we really are, not as we are stereotypically perceived to be. In this issue, we invite works that deliver a sense of the relationship that exists between queer person and place.

The topics of your work do not have to be queer in theme, but we do ask that you as a contributor belong to the queer community. Also, if you would rather be published anonymously, please specify and we will be happy to keep your name private.

Guest Editor: Alesha Dawson, editor-in-chief of the upcoming
Screen Door Review
a literary journal based in Birmingham, AL
which aims to promote literary voices of the queer South

Submissions due 12/9/17
Issue live 1/31/18



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Charmed to be on your checkout list Miss Fuzzy!  :highfive: from outer Brisbane Oztralia.
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My pleasure! I'm looking forward to checking out more of your art - really interesting stuff you're doing!
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My pleasure, and there's no need to thank me! :heart:
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