Review by Michelle Panik In a world like ours—unstable, inconsistent, and rife with turmoil—And If the Woods Carry You examines what it means to both be a child in and bring children into such an explosive climate. Erin Rodoni’s collection of highly visual poems is firmly rooted in the outdoors; the book is brimming with references to forests and summer fields, to hunting and pond swimming, to insects and weather, and is replete with enough fruits and vegetables ripening on their vines to feed an audience at a Politics and Prose reading. And yet, these poems aren’t paeans to…
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Review by DeMisty D. Bellinger With whimsy, wit, and often uncomfortable situations, Jennifer Fliss shares an engrossing collection of domestic flash stories in The Predatory Animal Ball. With forty stories in only 176 pages, you’d assume you’ll get overwhelmed with so many changes, but Fliss keeps a throughline with subject matter and situations. Simultaneously, each story is unique enough to keep anyone’s interests piqued. The Predatory Animal Ball is Fliss’ first book, but is not her first publication. She has a number of short stories and essays published both online and in print. Her work has appeared in the…
Review by Jennifer Martelli Jennifer Martelli is the author of The Queen of Queens (Bordighera Press) and My Tarantella (Bordighera Press), selected as a 2019 “Must Read” by the Massachusetts Center for the Book. She is also the author of the chapbooks In the Year of Ferraro and After Bird, winner of the Grey Book Press open reading,…
Short call for submissions: Summer/Girl MER – Mom Egg Review seeks short nonfiction, fiction, or prose poetry, 350 words max., on the theme of Summer/Girl for an online folio to be published in June. Pieces should focus on a woman’s experience (girl, woman, mother, grandmother, etc.) as it relates to summer. Submit only one piece by 5/29/22. Include your brief bio. One submission per person. No fee. Please Note: For this short call we will respond by 6/6/22 only if your piece has been selected. Selected pieces will be published online on June 15, 2022. Submit here: bit.ly/summergirlsubmit
MER Launch Readings are online now! View our gorgeous launch parties, with lightning-style readings of poetry and prose from our MER 20 “Mother Figures” issue! Hosted by Marjorie Tesser Hosted by Jennifer Martelli and Cindy Veach June 2 Featured Readers June 5 Featured Readers
MER Editor Marjorie Tesser to be Interviewed for Becky Tuch’s Lit Mag News Roundup May 3rd at 11 AM Eastern Click here to read/listen to the interview.
Jane Muschenetz Lviv, Ukraine Long before Reuters and BBC reporters signed off from it, Lviv, Ukraine was my hometown, I knew it by another name—Lvov, Ukrainian Republic, USSR is, like anyone’s childhood, I suppose, a dot on the map of time that no longer exists. None of us can ever go back to our soul’s point of entry into this world… Lviv is/was Ukrainian/Soviet/Russian/Polish/Slavic/Austro-Hungarian territory and all of them hated the Jews more or less equally… You see how tugging one tongue can unspool the entire tapestry? Lvov is the name of my birth city in Russian, which was…
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MER Submissions Open Now MER (aka Mom Egg Review) is open for submissions of literary work on motherhood. We publish poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art. You need not be a mother to submit. April 15 – April 22, free “Early Bird” submissions; April 15 – July 15, Regular submissions ($3 fee or free with subscription purchase). Please see Guidelines for more info. https://momeggreview.com/submit
Karolina Zapal My Future Daughter During Adolescence My mother is crazy She passes out copies of her favorite poetry to us every morning with toast. She says I am just like her We both stick our noses in our books, hoping no one important catches us like we were colds I cannot count how many times I have opened a book and not finished it I want to be held firmly by words like an eyelash on my finger in the shower I can’t blow off to make a wish but I feel like a coward cozy, caught on…