The Anxious Child’s Alphabet Kendra Keefer-McGee “The Anxious Child’s Alphabet” consists of twenty-six mixed media works on cradled wood panels. Together the Alphabet explores the existential anxieties of a child who experiences the world differently. “The Anxious Child’s Alphabet”…
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Interview with poet and artist Christina Springer by JP Howard I am delighted to share this new folio featuring an interview and three new poems by Christina Springer, a fabulous Alt. Black artist who uses text, performance, video and…
Marianne McCarthy Dodging Bullets in the Unseen World This work attempts to explore the notion that there exists a kind of reciprocity between our visible world and the unseen world, through which spirits or life energies reluctantly recycle.…
The ProCreate Project, the Museum of Motherhood and the Mom Egg Review are pleased to announce the 33rd edition of this collaboration in which scholarly discourse intersects with the artistic to explore the wonder and the challenges of motherhood. Using…
TINA BARRY – THE VIRGINIA PROJECT The following images and poems are part of a collaborative written word and visual art exhibition entitled The Virginia Project, which will be presented at The Wired Gallery in High Falls, New York,…
White Flannel Marc’s head blurs above mine. I pull my hips up, wrap my legs tight. Now he whimpers in his sleep. Marc, I say, shaking him. Marc. His eyes are in some bleak country when he slams…
High Falls The real estate agent wore a fedora, smashed almost flat, a cartoon hat too small for his head. He advertised the quality of his coat with a label sewn near the cuff of one sleeve: 100 percent wool.…
Circus After the measles stopped scratching my teacher Mrs. Schwartz takes me to the Barnum and Bailey’s Circus She takes Me none of the other girls This is my first circus I am so tired because I couldn’t…
So I Came From the Sea and Sat Down Pretend I’m a slender whale, an odalisque along the shoreline. Stud one arm with stars. Let your eyes travel the full gleam of my tail. What do you…
Daylilies If you were here and not resting as I imagine you in the milky light of your hotel room, we’d sit together while the children sleep and choose…