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Jemc, Jac 2016

Wednesday, July 20, 2016
with Kevin Coval
Innertown Pub

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This the longing
Housed beneath my shoulder blades
Therefore
My lungs became like this for me:
small and unsteady. 

– Jac Jemc, “Wound”

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Read this interview with Jac Jemc from The Austin Review:

http://theaustinreview.org/blog/2014/5/13/an-interview-with-jac-jemc-author-of-my-only-wife

the catenary course of depression
like italics forced the opposite
if you get depressed remember
you have a body

– Jac Jemc, “Subterranean Triptych”

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Watch Jac Jemc read her work at Notre Dame University:

Jac Jemc Reading on September 9, 2015

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Thompson, Kush 2016

Thursday, June 30, 2016
with H. Melt
Intuit: The Center for Intuitive and Outsider Art
Friday, March 25, 2016
with Ben Clark 
Comfort Station Logan Square

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This, we tiptoe.
This, we flower in euphemism.
The street has swallowed itself into border. Into railroad track.
This, where the bus line ends.

– Kush Thompson, “This, Here”

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Watch Kush Thompson’s feature on ChiTeen Lit Fest:

the hand I use for nothing, butterflied
open in a veiled room. she walks to the end
of my palm and says she sees no children
and so many.

– Kush Thompson, “Witch’s Milk”

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Watch Kush Thompson’s TEDxWindyCity talk:

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Melt, H. 2016

Thursday, June 30, 2016
with Kush Thompson
Intuit: The Center for Intuitive and Outsider Art

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Straight America, I hear you
on the radio, on the streets
advertising gaycations
and gay friendly apartments.

– H. Melt, “The Plural, The Blurring”

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Read this interview with H. Melt from The Offing Magazine:

Guest Editor Profile: H. Melt – The Offing

Q&A with H. Melt

i feel home
at both places
home meaning
misrecognition. 

– H. Melt, “Ode to the Gay Sex Shop”

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Watch H. Melt read some of their work:

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Henderson, Tim “Toaster” 2016

Thursday, May 19, 2016
with Helene Achanzar
Beauty & Brawn Art Gallery and Think Space

Read this interview with Tim “Toaster” Henderson from SF Weekly:

http://www.sfweekly.com/exhibitionist/2012/12/21/the-write-stuff-tim-toaster-henderson-on-running-toward-the-disturbing

Read this article about Tim “Toaster” Henderson:

Tim Toaster Henderson and the Art of the Slam

In September P&W-supported poet Tim Toaster Henderson was the featured performer at Coast Slam in Fort Bragg, California. First-time slam judge Gene Lock blogs about the event (with a little help by series director Christina Perez).A poetry slam, we now know, has rules. Poems are orally presented, in front of a microphone.

Watch Tim “Toaster” Henderson perform some of his work:

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Toaster “Mondays” – ALL DEF POETRY: INKSLAM 2014 | All Def Poetry

Today’s featured artist is TOASTER. Evolving from a partnership between the Greenway Arts Alliance and Da’ Poetry Lounge (the nation’s longest running open mic poetry event), InkSlam is LA’s premiere spoken word festival. This year All Def Digital was there to capture the gifted poets that graced the stage.

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Achanzar, Helene 2016

Thursday, May 19, 2016
with Tim “Toaster” Henderson
Beauty & Brawn Art Gallery and Think Space

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In the land I was born,
there is an island in the middle of a river.
There is a name for the amount
of beauty required to launch a ship.

– Helene Achanzar, “Meaning Light”

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Listen to this podcast with Helene Achanzar here:

S1 Ep 02: Helene Achanzar (Lighthouses & Buffy) by The Lit Fantastic (Podcast)

Helene Achanzar is a Kundiman fellow who has earned awards from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop and Philippine American Writers and Artists, Inc. She is a freelance writer who has written for Steppenwolf Theatre Company and Vice Media. Helene will be beginning her MFA studies at University of Mississippi this fall.

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Helene Achanzar is a John and Renée Grisham fellow from the University of Mississippi, where she also served as senior editor of the Yalobusha Review. She is also a Kundiman fellow and has received awards from The University of Iowa Writer’s House and Philippine American Writers and Artists.

Clark, Ben 2016

Friday, March 25, 2016
with Kush Thompson
Comfort Station Logan Square

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Your absence has taken root
in my body, as an apple tree
might, or a dry creek bed
waiting for rain. Certainly
this rooting is a growing
thing, not a stone, perennial

– Ben Clark, “Your absence has taken root…”

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Read about Ben Clark as one of “8 Young Poets From Chicago To Watch Out For:”

8 Young Poets From Chicago To Watch Out For

Chicago has always been a breeding ground for great poetry meet the new generation.

When I return, the hammer has been placed
again under my pillow, a buck knife
on the bedside table. The same fears
as eight years ago. One friend burns powder
pulls cards, lights candles.

– Ben Clark (with Whitney Seiler), “offerings, protection, or something else entirely”

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Woods, Jamila 2016

Saturday, February 6, 2016
with Christopher Soto, Roger Reeves, and Emily Jungmin Yoon
Subterranean

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hot to the touch, always sweating
oil from some fruit or nut, conducting
electricity clockwise, 3D printing
my signature over & over again
in new cursive 

– Jamila Woods, “My Afropuffs”

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Read this interview with Jamila Woods from SPIN Magazine:

http://www.spin.com/2016/07/jamila-woods-chicago-heavn-new-album-interview/

it just so happens that i am hiding
weapons in my hair, just like the blonde
TSA lady expected. when she stuck her rubber
glove fingers in the thicket, a poem
jumped out and bit off her eyelashes.

– Jamila Woods, “in security or on being touched without permission”

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Watch Jamila Woods’s music video for “Blk Girl Soldier:”

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Yoon, Emily Jungmin 2016

Saturday, February 6, 2016
with Christopher Soto, Roger Reeves, and Jamila Woods
Subterranean

Wednesday, November 8, 2017
with Jehanne Dubrow
City Lit Books

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There’s an article on how to eat an apple.
But I am eating a pear and thinking
pear in Korean is a homonym for ship or boat

– Emily Jungmin Yoon, “News”

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Read this interview with Emily Jungmin Yoon from The Blueshift Journal:

http://www.theblueshiftjournal.com/#!April-Feature-Interview-with-Emily-Yoon/cltp/5707f5250cf2e0dbcac872ff

I want to paint you with rainwater:
your window, smoke over slick avenues.
The first time I thought you beautiful,
your lashes blonde lamplight.

– Emily Jungmin Yoon, “Soren”

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Watch Emily Jungmin Yoon read her work at UChicago:

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Soto, Christopher 2016

Saturday, February 6, 2016
with Roger Reeves, Emily Jungmin Yoon, and Jamila Woods
Subterranean

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My heart is a mudslide, it will suffocate you
[stuff your mouth with forestry].
Don’t you know? That broken-boys can’t
make a proper home. Just listen to my chest.

– Christopher Soto, “Hatred of Happiness”

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Read this interview with Christopher Soto from Apogee Journal:

http://www.apogeejournal.org/2014/08/nepantla-an-interview-with-christopher-soto/

Say that my body // is not a sequin dress–
Is not a raw fish, being stripped of scales.
Say that I am not // a drunken disco ball
In a lonely skating rink.

– Christopher Soto, “Myself When I Am Real”

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  I wake with no sleep. Yellow tape is wrapped around my block.

– Christopher Soto, “Oakland, Cal.”

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Watch Christopher Soto read his poetry:

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