Liz Writes: Some poetry
May 25, 2017
Here is one of the poems I read at a recent open mic. … More Liz Writes: Some poetry
Category: poetry
…Like a Patient Etherized Upon a Table
January 22, 2014
Let’s get something straight. I write fiction. Fiction is what I do. Novels, short stories, flash fiction, non-fiction (it made me crazy, but I did it). But every now and then, when the moon is at its apex in the eastern sky and the crickets are singing and there’s beer in my belly and the … More …Like a Patient Etherized Upon a Table
The first issue of NEAT. is now live!
September 26, 2013
Hellooooo all of my beautiful followers. I promised you yesterday that I would have news about NEAT. Well, lo and behold, we are LIVE. NEAT. started as a conversation in the beginning of July between myself and my friend TM Keesling. We asked each other: How can we create something that we will be proud … More The first issue of NEAT. is now live!
[Insert Pinocchio voice here] “I’m a real boy!”
July 1, 2013
Well folks, as of today, I am a published writer! The lovely folks over at Burningword Literary Journal have seen fit to give two of my poems a home in their July 1 issue. I literally squealed when I opened the email. Part of my excitement comes from the fact that these two poems are … More [Insert Pinocchio voice here] “I’m a real boy!”
Poem — “I Haven’t Slept in Days”
June 24, 2013
I wrote this poem a few months ago and I don’t know what to do with it. So I will leave it here for now. I HAVEN’T SLEPT IN DAYS It is the kind of winter where hands bleed from proximity to the radiator, positioned at ten and two as the midnight drive persists. It … More Poem — “I Haven’t Slept in Days”
Ambiguous title
February 22, 2013
One day, a bird flew inside my rib cage. It thumped and jumped and whirred until I knew it was dead. And the sad, sweet sorrow sang inside my stomach until all I could feel was the breeze beneath my heart where my rib cage used to be.
