Heywood Hill, a bookshop in London, is holding a competition to win a free, newly published hardcover book every month for the rest of the lucky winner’s life. The contest is open to readers all across the globe until October 31st.
“But you can see me under this green mesh” by Renée Francoeur in Squawk Back:
Francoeur covers her tenacious heroine with objects throughout this direct and hearty first person narrative, creating a highly charged set of cohesive scenes filled with symbolism and emotion…
The Labor Day holiday marks an ending and a beginning— readying us for a changing of seasons that moves from summer frivolity to autumn responsibilities. But I agree with poet Jericho Brown when he says, “Labor Day is my favorite holiday.”
The poem captures you, bringing you into this intimate moment, this intimate kingdom. Jones’ poem is one of the best pieces I have read in months, maybe even years.
“Where Is Our Black Avant-Garde?” by Zinzi Clemmons in Literary Hub Clemmons’ piece is an intriguing explanation of the types of literature that are personally
by Emily Ramser “I’m assembling a box of toys—“ by Mary Lou Buschi in Thrush This poem is reminiscent of a child’s nursery rhyme in