Her poetry has been published in Pangyrus Magazine and by the Princeton Leonard L. Milberg '53 Poetry Contest. Originally from Los Angeles, she spends her time hiking local trails or browsing the poetry shelves at Barnes & Noble Studio City when not at Vassar.
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Emma is especially drawn to poetry rooted in nature symbolism and metaphor. Some of her favorite collections include The Tradition by Jericho Brown, War of the Foxes by Richard Siken, What the Living Do by Marie Howe, and Jane: A Murder by Maggie Nelson.
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Meet one of our newest interns, Emma Goss! Goss is a senior English major with minors in Film and Linguistic Anthropology. A passionate reader, she prefers to always be juggling a poetry collection, a literary fiction novel, and an audiobook.
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I'm grateful to Sundress for publishing two of my poems in this gorgeous anthology! My poems "We're all trembling all the time" and "Mist Nets" are about distant stars, catching birds, and tenderness. The whole digital anthology is free to download at the link below.
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They are the vessel of transmission for their hybrid poetry-play THE DOUGHNUT WORLD (fifth wheel press, 2024), the transcriber of the prose poetry microchapbook A Playdough Symposium (Ghost City Press, 2023) and the ritualist for the chapbook young velvet porcelain boy (kith books, Forthcoming).
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Michelle Whittaker’s SPOKE THE DARK MATTER (@sundresspub.bsky.social) is a “window into the speaker’s Jamaican American heritage and her struggles with illness, healthcare, and romantic relationships.”
From our #DisabilityPrideMonth reading list: sundress-publications.square.site/product/spok...
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Grateful to @sundresspub.bsky.social
for including my poem, “Poem In Which I Was Never Raped,” in the anthology DELICATE MACHINERY: POEMS FOR SURVIVAL & HEALING.
#poetrynews #poetrysky #poets #poetry #poem
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Unrivered by Donna Vorreyer at the bottom of a nubbed linen background with a collaged figure of a woman in blues and bits of red and black with curved pieces flowing from her hands, beneath her feet, and behind her head.
It's here! My proof is here! Cover reveal for Unrivered, coming from @sundresspub.bsky.social. Pre-orders begin August 26, and I'll be sharing blurbs and links over the few weeks.
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Congratulations to Remi Recchia whose anthology, Transmasculine Poetics: Filling the Gap in Literature & the Silences Around Us, is a finalist for this year's Lambda Literary Award for LGBTQ+ Anthology! Download your copy for free from the Sundress website! lambdaliterary.org/2025/07/anno...
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Honored to have "(the) United States of this Body (American Psalm) included in this powerful anthology: "Delicate Machinery: Poems for Survival and Healing" from @sundresspub.bsky.social
The e-book is available for free download here: www.sundresspublications.com/e-anthologie...
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“Delicate Machinery is far from its definition. Raw, gutting, unflinching, this anthology is the embodiment of all the feelings that exist, emerge and triumph in the face of trauma. With every word, the readers are forced to reckon with their own complicity in how they’ve created the environment that is conducive for sexual violence and ultimately, face the truth of the world we inhabit. I encourage anyone who names themselves a champion for human rights to pick up this collection and sit with its rawness–heed its call so we can fashion a safer and braver society, together, one reclamation at a time.”
-Najya Williams, author of On a Date with Disappointment
“Delicate Machinery takes survivorship poetics beyond catharsis––it is a beautifully curated gathering place for poets writing the unwritable, without apology. The poems collected here capture the beauty and intensity of living on after experiences sexual violence within a sociopolitical climate that denies us bodily autonomy.”
– [sarah] Cavar, author of Failure to Comply and Differential Diagnosis
Bootleg Poem
It starts with a boy and a Walkman, but no it started long
before that. It’s late and he’s mowing the lawn as the stars
start to shine behind the streetlights, his mother calls to him,
dinner is ready, his brother yells at him, his leg screams
with rose-bush-scratched knees, and his father is probably
quiet, the quietest man he’s ever known, but he can only hear
the rhythm of a piano, a song about horses and milkwood
and demons. And no, it started long before that, too, when
stars filled his eyes, concentrating on constellations instead
of the man who crawled into the bed, the hand in his pants,
the hand holding his mouth, his eyes searching for planets
and satellites and black holes and a question: Can you see
a black hole? Yes, he thought that, in that moment, at a time
like that, and yes, it started even before that, the first fist
to the ribs, the first shove into a locker, the first the second
the third the fourth tears running off his cheeks, to his mouth,
settling on his tongue, where they stayed, where they curled
like a semicolon, like a tattoo, like a reminder, a lesson
about silence and safety, and now he sees them, everyone
calling him, their mouths a pantomime, a dissonant music video,
as he turns the mower and his back on them, the song turning
to its bridge, the strange piano nearly silencing the lyrics
he doesn’t yet understand but feels moving under his skin.
He needs this, this moment, this darkness, alone, to dream
himself away. They call to him, and I want to say, no,
for now, let him be an X-Man on the Starjammer, soaring
through Shiar space, let him have spandex bursting against
three-color stars. Maybe tomorrow he’ll be a Power Ranger
or a Ninja Turtle, in church he’ll grow a tail and blue fur
and save the life of the girl, the cute one with the freckles
just like his who asked for his help with fractions, who
touched his arm and,
when he jumped, smiled and swore
she wouldn’t hurt him. But it started before all of this, before
the cassette he stole from his brother, before losing tug-of-war
to a girl, he and his tears kicked out of the classroom, before
his ripped pajamas, before his parents, long before the man
with the boy’s sperm on his hands and lips, back before
the first person spoke the first word, before the continental shift,
before the earliest wind and waves, the first volcanic explosion,
back when the first particulate collision destroyed that first,
endless silence. And it continues, after the lawn is finished,
the dinner cold and ruined, after the high school where he learned
to turn invisible, beyond to almost thirty years ahead, when
I can look at him and say, honestly, everything is not a fight
between silence and sound, when I can pluck the tears from
his tongue and say, tell me your secrets, all of them, even
the ones you’ve hidden from yourself, when I can hold him,
stilled like a memory, because he is a memory, a living recording
like the bootlegs we love, and because I can hold him
I can keep him calm as he tells me what I already know,
what neither of us knew how to say, and when I stroke his hair,
he doesn’t flinch, he doesn’t hide, he listens and, yes, he sobs,
and I sob, and I tell him to never stop looking to the sky,
I tell him the stars are like in the song: your demons can’t go there.
And maybe, together, we can make some sense of the silence
of this solar system, what we spent all those nights looking to,
our arms stretched as far as they could go, our hands grasping
and coming away empty, still empty now, but I know it’s okay,
I tell him it’s okay. Now, decades later, satellites took pictures
of a black hole. Now, I can show him the invisible, the unimaginable,
the impossible. Now, I can show him how beautiful it all is.
Truly honored to have my "Bootleg Poem" included in the anthology, Delicate Machinery: Poems on Survival & Healing. It is a powerful collection, which you can download for free. Thank you Erin Elizabeth Smith and @sundresspub.bsky.social for this book.
www.sundresspublications.com/e-anthologie...
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Delicate Machinery is a reminder that we are never alone in our pain, and these poems offer a space to reflect, mourn, and heal together.
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Here, thirty-three authors share their experiences with sexual trauma, each poem raw and tender like a thumb pressing a bruise. It is a vulnerable exploration into profound anger, grief, betrayal—but the very existence of this anthology speaks to each writer’s tenacity, bravery, strength, and hope.
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Sundress Publications announces the release of Delicate Machinery: Poems on Survival & Healing, edited by Erin Elizabeth Smith, which you can download for free today!
www.sundresspublications.com/news/2025/07...
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We're now accepting applications for their Spring 2026 residency period! Fellowships available for LGBTQIA+ writers and Black and/or Indigenous writers! Applications fees waived for all writers of color and those applying for financial need! www.sundresspublications.com/news/2025/07...
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Hey, everyone! I'm teaching a Zoom workshop for @fahmidanjournal.bsky.social on September 13th! The class will focus on elements of the short poem, & we'll read/discuss short poems & have time to write. Only $35 dollars - I'd love to see you there.
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