Elizabeth Sylvia

AMORAK HUEY CARLOS A. PITTELLA CATHERINE ROCKWOOD ELIZABETH SYLVIA HAN VANDERHART A Winter’s Night Chapbook Reading 12/7,7pm ET

PROPERSITIONS CARLOS A. PITTELLA CACTUS PRESS CHAPBOOK SERIES Hawk & Moon Han VanderHart my little book of domestic anxieties Elizabeth Sylvia ballerinas book press DOGWITCH CATHERINE ROCK WOOD EXTINCTION LEVEL Amorak Huey Join Us December 7 at 7pm ET on Zoom RSVP FOR MEETING LINK TO RIVERRIVERBOOKSEVENTS@GMAIL.COM

And if you’d like to hear Catherine Rockwood READ from DOGWITCH…mark your calendars A Winter’s Night Chapbook reading on 12/7 @ 7pm ET! ❄️ RSVP details in alt text.

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For our Sunday morning readers: a new review of Catherine Rockwood’s DOGWITCH, by Violeta Garcia-Mendoza! ☕️☀️📚 #booksky #poetry #review

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Shoutout to the library for letting us keep this Modern Family disk for 8 weeks after we cancelled Hulu so my kid and I can still watch a show together.

Agreed

DISCOUNT SHOPPING THROUGH THE APOCALYPSE All of us women in T.J. Maxx are sweating. We talk ice packs, plant estrogens, black cohosh, the shots that will lead us to love our bodies by losing most of our bodies, the internet says. The hangers slip off their clothes. It is not summer. The radio proclaims a high of 90°. I’m looking more than ever at the mirror, which looks back at me more like my mother than ever. Eat your vegetables, the mirror says. Hold your shoulders up. Why do you never mop. I glow a rage so incandescent it’s indistinguishable from the sun, which the internet wishes would just go ahead and explode. A friend sends an article about an asteroid that may or may not be

aimed to end the earth. Destroy me, daddy, my friend writes. Three emojis eject their tongues from pink half-moon mouths. I refuse to walk down the pinkest aisles. This isn’t the time for pale, I say. This isn’t the time for longing or low-slung pants, for pretending the eyes are windows for anything other than reflected light. All of us women in T.J. Maxx dwell in bodies that have fewer rights than the day they were born. I wish my teeth would grow into knives, my nails into actual nails. At a frequency too high for human ears, each woman’s body emits a constant wave of sound. Like a siren. Like a howl.

heyyyyy i've got four poems in the latest issue of @loverseyepress.bsky.social about being a woman in this apocalyptic hellscape, including this one. you can visit the poems holding my rage here: www.loverseyepress.com/post/4-poems...

Nothing better than hearing that the AP Lit group chat has been blowing up over their story homework 😄

IMO, this accounts for about 80% of the behavioral problems in schools. Students act out bc they know they don't have the academic skills to succeed. Remediating those skills costs too much, so we pretend that we can social-emotional them out of it.

@fklein907.bsky.social 🤝 @havehashad.com = exquisite

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I'll grant you bulletin board, but the town square is where you go to air all your public grievances in raucous debate. Old good Twitter was the town square.

I am way too much of a Yankee to spontaneously dm someone...like why don't I just walk in your kitchen without knocking.

I guess so, but nobody really talks over there? It’s like a middle school church basement dance.

Oh my gosh, of course you didn’t! I just respect your feedback and I do want to do my best by my work and RR ❤️

I hate instagram so much 😭 but Han said I should go there.

I continue researching How To Be A Female Artist even though the answer remains Be Rich Or Marry Well

Sorry for your loss ❤️

Is it ethical to be a frog when the snow is on the ground?

This lady?

I've started doing pleasure reading for 10-15 minutes a class with my sophomores. When I say it's reading time, their books are out in >1 minute and the classroom is dead silent.

Every time I see the VSC residencies open I look at the applications and then I remember that they're $2700 and I could go to Paris for two weeks for that.

Jackass: The Movie goes to Washington

photo of 2 stacks of dark blue poetry books of the same title, the shoes of the Fisherman's Wife. the left stack is two hardcover and the right stack is 5 paperbacks.

author copies have arrived; hardback on the left and paperback on the right...

and im not any good for the rest of the day.

Won’t eat seed oils but face 100% silicone

Love a good remix

Like when the solo-cup in chain link “No King But Christ” became “King Buttchrist”

It is with great sadness that we mourn the loss of Jenn Martelli. She was a wonderful poet, colleague, collaborator, and friend to all. Her light will be dearly missed.

Jenn was a gifted writer and she was so generous to other writers—to me, in specific and special ways. I'll miss her voice.

No no no. I just emailed with her last week. I thought she was doing better. I am heartbroken.

@notatawp.bsky.social should have a little sister called NOMFA, who wants to play with the big kids but gets brushed off all the time 😜

A photo of the cover of Field Notes by E.G. Cunningham. The cover shows a vast hazel field with gray sky above.

Just finished this book and. Wow. @riverriverbooks.bsky.social The way the poems shift their language in a parallel gesture to the ever changing photographs. So good!

Supposedly material goods don’t bring happiness but the little electric teapot I bought for my classroom says otherwise.