Today I am heavy. Perhaps it was my dream, it was was winter, mountains of snow and my car had been towed. I was smoking cigarettes. Or maybe it’s the disgusting poem I just read written by another white guy acting like the vagina is a weapon just to justify his penchant for violence against… Continue reading Today, I just can’t.
Thank you Oddball Magazine for accepting and publishing my poem Curvature today. You all made my day, my week as well as provided a much needed balance against my rejection from POETRY. Check out my poem, and many others here: Poem by Janaya Martin
I recently had brunch with a dear friend, who is also my mentor (whether she knows or agreed to be or not) and we were talking about my writing, my fundraising struggles and brainstorming ways to get my writing into people’s hands and ears and hearts. She had some really great ideas. A few of… Continue reading Focus Pocus