DAWN CORRIGAN
Dawn Corrigan has published poems and prose in a number of journals and anthologies, and her debut novel, an environmental mystery, was published in 2014. She works in the affordable housing industry and lives in Myrtle Grove, Florida.
Title: The Mystery of Titian Hair
First Line(s):
If there’s one thing I knew growing up, it’s that I was working class. Or lower middle class, to use my father’s designation for our status.
Genre: Prose
Publication Date: August 3, 2019
Journal: The Good Men Project
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Title: Vanity Card
First Line(s):
In fourth grade, I went from being a shy but essentially cheerful girl to a moody and unpredictable one, practically overnight. My fourth-grade teacher, Mrs. Safer, was alarmed enough by this sudden change in disposition to phone my mother at home.
Genre: Prose
Publication Date: September 23, 2019
Journal: Cliterature Journal
HUGH FINDLAY
Hugh Findlay lives in Durham, NC, and would rather be caught fishing. He drives a little red MG, throws darts on Tuesdays, reads and writes a lot, and makes a pretty good gumbo. His poems have appeared in The Dominion Review, Literary Accents, and New Southerner.
Title: Welcome to a rock
First Line(s):
rock – in – a- glass friend
I shall emulate you,
Genre: Poetry
Publication Date: March 21, 2019
Journal: Tiny Seed Literary Journal
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Title: Six Haikus
First Line(s):
Spring Cycle
Black bird, amber weeds
red hawk, blue sky, green river
sun melting white ice
Genre: Poetry
Publication Date: November 8, 2019
Journal: Dream Noir
C.C. RUSSELL
C.C. Russell has published his poetry and prose widely in such journals as The Meadow, New York Quarterly, The Colorado Review, Split Lip Magazine, and Whiskey Island among others. He has been nominated for several Pushcart prizes and for Best of the Net. He lives in Wyoming with his wife, daughter, and cats.
Title: Faint, Faint
First Line(s):
I was never romantic enough to offer you my umbrella. Of course, where we lived you couldn’t even buy umbrellas for the most part due to the wind. And that isn’t the kind of people that we were. But the point still stands.
Genre: Prose
Publication Date: October 11, 2019
Journal: (mac)ro(mic)
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Title: Offerings
First Line(s):
Last night just past eleven the sparks began to jump the fire line.
I was on the back porch smoking a cigarette, ironically enough.
Genre: Prose
Publication Date: September 12, 2019
Journal: Empty House Press
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