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@chrissystegmanpoet
Baltimore poet/writer. Words everywhere. BOTN/Pushcart nom. Reader at Fractured Lit. Reader at Atlanta Review. My chapbook Somewhere, Someone Is Forgetting You is available from Alien Buddha Press. www.chrissystegman.com
YES we gonna love it up! π
Thank you for reading!!
Thank you!!
Beautiful work.
My new flash piece is up at Variant Lit! I wrote about an unnamed extra in the βI am your fatherβ scene from Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back. I loved writing this during my MVCWI Fellowship last year. I stayed in my room for a week writing, drink too much coffee. variantlit.com/back-in-the-...
Thank you so much, Sumitra!!
Thank you so much, Claudia!
Strange birds.
I found my copy on Thriftbooks~ you might have luck.
Congrats! Gorgeous poem!
Shhhhh!
Good question! The anthology: No Boundaries: Prose Poems by 24 American Poets, Ray Gonzalez (Editor) -- this is from 2002. Maybe Linda Dyer doesn't have much of an online footprint. I just don't know. She's great!
When you enroll in Wawaβs rewards program, you are treated like a GOD. They hand you a scepter made of hoagie and a crown woven from goose feathers. The cashier bows. The fluorescent lights flash thrice.
I found her work in the anthology No Boundaries!
My new friends.
Thank you so much @happilander.bsky.social for including my piece and thank you for always always always supporting me. And thank you so much, @mattkendrick.bsky.social, for #Mondettes.
Linda Dyer.
I saw a deer eating Cheetos from a busted vending machine in a rest stop parking lot once and thought: this is the new pastoral. The meadow is Wi-Fi enabled.
A favorite mug.
Queen's Gambit, but make it Halloween.
"When the left hand pointed a plastic finger to the horizon, I followed it."
Big love for this tiny perfection by @ezhang77.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social πππ
www.claudineliterary.net/elenazhang
Thrilled to receive a Best of the Net nomination from @theargylelitmag.bsky.social !
Damn. That's sad news!
The chicken dreams of jumping over the moon.
The last of my roses.
Why canβt we just greet each other the way Dylan Thomas intended: Ho, hullaballoing clan, agape, woe in our beaks, flapping dramatically on the gabbing capes...
Chuffed to have a collab with @kathrynreese.bsky.social in @gonelawn.bsky.social merging Persephone and Born Slippy! Hope you enjoy!
βAnd the boy tries the club, doing what he can to forget. Skin hot and lager-damp. His hips grind in the groin behindβ
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Thank you!
Thank you for sharing! π
"Just the sea of drift releasing him
molecule by molecule."
This extraordinary poem really resonated. Brilliant writing by @chrissystegmanpoet.bsky.social πππ