The Blue Pitcher

that which may be filled and emptied

Month: October, 2015

The Bench

(In which I attempt to restore non-life-like qualities to non-life-like things.)

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The Interview

In which my soul smokes too many cigarettes, and the photographer never shows.

At the Café

The writer has removed this because she realizes all her poems are about

FOOD.

Brunch

The writer has removed this because she realizes all her poems are about

FOOD.

SF&D

Yay! I’m a featured poet.

Go here.

Then, find the Summer/Fall Issue.

Click on Full Preview.

Read all the other good stuff.

Find me on page 28ish.

Sometimes life isn’t one click away;

sometimes it’s like three.

And that’s OKAY.

Thanks for reading.

Xo.

(And I promise I won’t start centering everything.)