Feel free to submit poems (or other odd little entities) to Thirteen Myna Birds, (the online piece I publish, of which you can visit the latest entry by clicking on it here - http://13myna.blogspot.com/ ). My reading is slow-ish lately, but I hope to update the site sometime this month, if I receive at least a few interestingly weird or delish stuff that I feel like accepting. If you visit and read some of the latest Thirteen Myna Birds, you may also see the guidelines appearing near the bottom of the page.


If you would like to read some of my own poetry, two of my poems have been published in the ActionYes latest online issue here - http://actionyes.org/index.htm

Although these two poems are not brand new, they are not old. The first one also appears in my online chapbook Tongue Like a Stinger, published by Wheelhouse -
http://www.wheelhousemagazine.com/chapbook.html; the second one appears inside my print chapbook FONDANT PIG ANGST, published by Slash Pine Press. I will be reading a few pieces in Alabama next month, (April 24); see Slash Pine Press latest online site for more information about that- http://www.slashpinepress.com/

I recently published another, even newer poetry chapbook, Soft Foam, for the hot yum-o-rama Dusie Kollektiv 4. This Dusie Kollektiv involves more than thirty poets, all of whom make their own chaps. and then mail free copies to all the others. All of my copies have now been mailed out to all other Dusie 4 participants, woohoo! (Just in case a non-Dusie participant is interested in receiving her/his own copy, I will probably offer a few for sale soon via my etsy shop - http://www.bloodpuddingpress.etsy.com/ .

I was previously involved with the Dusie Kollektiv 3, in which we each made another poet's chapbook. I made one by E. Tracy Grinnell, (a few copies of which are still up for sale via etsy)--and Dana Teen Lomax made MONDO CRAMPO by me. Although those came out in print a while back, they have recently been published online, here - http://www.dusie.org/issuenine.html


When I first got home from the hospital, I could not read at all--and even if my husband read my own poems to me (and even if I wrote those poems recently), I could not remember writing them nor understand all the words in them. This very much bothered and disturbed me, but now I can remember the words and like the writing of my own poems and others' poems; however my reading is still a lot slower.

Despite such woes, I'm very happy to be alive. Despite my slow reading, I still love poetry--and really look forward to reading more, as well as writing more, reasonably soon.