NONFICTION WRITERS: here’s an *updated* list of venues that welcome flash CNF | prose poetry | micro truths—now in a google doc with hyperlinks to each journal’s submission guidelines 🖤: https://t.co/vnLqFLJQ7T
Re-upping this amazing CNF about the 2 1/2 hours @JerelleKraus spent alone with Richard Nixon:
"I saw incarnate what I’d struggled to draw--widow’s peak, jowls, extravagant ski-jump nose--atop shoulders that drooped like the flag. Nixon extended his hand."
https://t.co/yhbDwkCJj9
"He knew all about us: our overdue bills, our working-class choice of newspaper, our Sears catalogs and our heaviest packages. He knew our lives in postcards. I’m not sure we ever knew enough about him."
Such lovely CNF by Maggie Andersen in @sleetmagazine
https://t.co/AYgbepjft3
The mice don’t die, just those they brush
against in sleep. If you sweep out
a nest, the virus rides air-borne, seizes
your throat. In California a friend looks
out at the Inyo Mountains, gurgling
snow-melt stream.
Read Carol Barrett's haunting poem
https://t.co/yYqDn7dEa9
I have some good news to share. I've been nominated for a Pushcart Prize! Thank you to @sleetmagazine, @SusanSolomon and @KathyMcEathron! Here's the story: https://t.co/lcAwlCp9Cw
"As he strode forward, I saw incarnate what I’d struggled to draw—widow’s peak, jowls, extravagant ski-jump nose.
Nixon extended his hand.
"Good morning, Miss Kraus.”
"Hello, Mr. President.”
Don't miss this fabulous and timely essay by @JerelleKraus
https://t.co/VIPozQDLqf
Our fall-winter issue of @sleetmagazine has dropped just in time to rescue you from all of the election eve insanity. So much amazing poetry, CNF and fiction. As Sleet Lady says: "Frankly, my dears, it will knock your socks off."❄️🧦❄️🧦
https://t.co/xtyMFBiRMe
Sleet Lady wants to make sure YOU vote on ~ or better yet, before ~ Nov. 3. And watch out for the most wonderful Sleet issue yet dropping right around the same time! #VOTE