Thank you, Canada, for reminding us we aren’t so bad

I fell in love with Canada over eight years ago when I met someone who reminded me how to see the world in all its brightest colours.

I have always lived in The United States; I have not always felt pride by this admission. It’s not an easy time to be an America….though one could probably add that it isn’t so easy to be a human wherever you live.

Thank you, Canada, for taking the time to tell us (America) how great we are.

Love your biggest fan,


Are you a Writer???

To all the writers in search of some readers, I encourage you to submit your work to…

great weather for MEDIA!!!

Submissions for our 2017 anthology are open October 15 2016 to January 15 2017.

great weather for MEDIA seeks poetry, flash fiction, short stories, dramatic monologues, and creative nonfiction for our annual print anthology.

Our focus is on the fearless, the unpredictable, and experimental but we do not have a set theme for our anthologies.

**We highly recommend reading one of our stunning previous collections to see the type of work we love. Let us know in your cover letter how you found us, and any feedback on what we have done so far. We are based in New York City and welcome submissions from national and international writers. For submission tips, check out our interviews on Duotrope and The Nervous Breakdown

We are thrilled to announce our 2017 guest prose editor is Lynette Reini-Grandell. Read our interview with Lynette.

We accept work through Submittable only. Work sent via email or snail-mail will not be read. You may set up a Submittable account for free and we do not charge a reading fee. Your account will be created during the first step of the submission process.

Finally, please read the guidelines! We do tweak them each reading period in order to improve our submission and selection process.

one hundred heart burns

The mothers count fingers of new babies to catalogue what is missing, but in New Jersey, everyone forgets about what hides.

Later on, they prescribe away the wild to cure what existed in utero.

It is easier to eat out of boxes to bloat away a language.

“Allergies, nine stitches, burnt heart from misread temperatures, airplane, haircut, broken teeth, pierced tongue, that time that time: drugs, a silent no, split ends, abandoned diets, balance beam of stretch marks, not enough time.”

I am not sure where I began, but I know I am still beginning.

Celebrate Teachers who Write on Saturday, October 8th

Writers who Teach. Teachers who Write.

The Word Cabaret presents LEARNING CURVE. A celebration of NYC Educators reading poetry, prose and perhaps a little music mixed in!

SATURDAY, October 8th, 2016 at BWAC (second floor performance stage) located at 499 Van Brunt St. in Redhook, Brooklyn  at 4pm

FEATURING: Aimee Herman, Brett Burns, Nicole Smith, Danny Shot, O’Hagen Blades, Raquel Goodison, Avram Kline, and Tim Tomlinson

Thank you BOMB for publishing my poems!

A writer writes.

Some writers keep their words inside notebooks to simmer and steam. Other writers pass their words out like meals to be eaten. Whatever kind of writer you choose to be, the words still remain.

Here are four poems recently published online by BOMB Magazine. I am so grateful to the editors, specifically the marvelous Raluca Albu. They publish quality work, and I am humbled by having some of my poems part of their publication.

Check out my new poems HERE!!!

Photo by Gwen Dolin, 2010

the sexual orientation of hair

first published by great weather for MEDIA



“my haircut came out before I did”    –Anonymous 



You cut your hair on a Tuesday when the newspaper revealed

fourteen different murders spread out in over five different territories.

On page eleven, there was an interview with a survivor of sex trafficking

who had just written a book, which seemed to receive high praise. The weather

outside could have been described as drab or B-movie-horror bone chilling.

But none of that mattered because you cut your hair from twelve inches or nine

to two or four and now you are no longer what you were.



When you were seventeen, you grabbed the slightly rusted scissors found in

mother’s coupon drawer, stormed up to your purple-drenched bedroom and

began severing all the compliments out of your hair. You watched a puddle of

the only thing anyone ever noticed about you cover the floor. You refused to

watch as you amputated each strand, tufts at a time. And then, you turned around

to face your massacre and you smiled. Because now, the only thing distracting away

from your face is what really matters: your brain.



Your parent sees you post-shear and asks why you always feel the need

to make yourself unattractive. You wonder why hair means so much to

others, when it contains no tongue and chords to speak and impress.



Can be used as camouflage to hide and protect. You use this method to conceal

the parts of you which do not match the way you feel inside. See: vagina



Before, when it fell past your shoulders, the whistlers called you beautiful and sexy.

Compared you to princesses and paper dolls. After, everyone forgot to look.



You learn that hair has a sexual orientation because when you no longer have it, suddenly

everyone sees you asgay or queer or a dyke or butch. All the words that were always inside

you and had nothing to do with your hair.



There seems to be a binary in the non-binary of queer measured by haircut,

so you give in. You spend two monthsdoing research. Going to LGBTQ events

to study the queer coifs that seem to be in rotation. You catalogue about five

different kinds, but none would work with the frizz genetically burned into your

scalp, so you leave your hair alone. Hope you are still seen by just your presence

in the room. You give it fifteen minutes. Then forty. You leave having uttered

only the exhales of your oxygen.



When you move to New York City, you worry about your leg hair. And all the

curls and stench beneath your arms.It is summertime and all the other female

presenters are smooth like sanded-down wood. You sit on subway, hoping no one

will notice. Then across, you see a gender-experimenting human with hair to match

yours. When they smile, it reaches your face and you feel seen for the first time in this

siren-soaked city. You stop worrying about others. You throw away your razors, which

at this point had just grown oxidized. You stop putting so much pressure on your hair to

define who you are. You buy a dictionary and start learning new words to call yourself.

You came out of the closet almost twenty years ago, so you stop allowing its contents to

define you as well. When you enter spaces, you stop waiting for others to speak to you.

Because you are tired of waiting. Because you know you are a beautiful anomaly.

But so are they. With or without hair.

Featured Reading: Big Words Etc.

When was the last time you were in Bushwick? OK…..When was the last time you heard writers read from the prompt of “So, What?”

Come to:

Big Words Etc. Reading Series / Wendy’s Subway / 379 Bushwick Ave, Brooklyn / Sunday, Sept 25th 6pm

L train to Montrose or Morgan / J or M to Flushing

Big Words, Etc. Reading
Sunday, September 25 – 6pm

Hosted by Stacey Kahn and Jess Martinez, Big Words Etc. is a monthly reading series that embraces democracy by letting each audience vote for the following month’s theme. Started in 2012 to give under-the-radar and emerging/aspiring writers a platform, we’ve developed into a community that lets everyone – from the professional writer to the lawyer or hair stylist with a poetic bent, to the audience member who’s not into writing but likes participating by voting on the theme – get involved. September’s theme is “Now What?”


Aimee Herman (Big Words, Etc. Writer-in-Residence)
Timothy Gomez
Melanie Griffith
Cynthia Ann Schemmer
Sonia Jaffe Robbins
Cooper Wilhelm
Rina Deshpande
M.K. Rainey
Danielle Gregori

Aimee Herman is a teacher, poet, performance artist, and uke player in the band Hydrogen Junkbox. Aimee’s been published in an array of journals and anthologies and has two books of poems, including the most recent “meant to wake up feeling.” Thank you Big Words for existing and encouraging writers to write and read!

Timothy Gomez holds an MFA in Writing from Sarah Lawrence College. His work has appeared in Connotation Press, No Tokens, Epiphany, and others. He currently lives in Whittier, CA and teaches at Aspire Ollin University Prep Academy in Huntington Park. He also co-hosts a podcast about friendship and feelings entitled Fairweather and writes at his website

Melanie Griffith is a Long Island native whose writing has appeared in PANK, Beecher’s, and others. A graduate of Sarah Lawrence College’s MFA program, she now lives in Providence, RI with a nautical archaeologist. When she’s not at work at a K-8 charter school in Central Falls, RI, you might find her thinking seriously about writing an essay while cooking or streaming a critically acclaimed TV drama.

Cynthia Ann Schemmer is a writer and musician living in Philadelphia. She is the Managing Editor of She Shreds Magazine, the only print publication dedicated to highlighting women guitarists and bassists. She holds an MFA in Writing from Sarah Lawrence College and has been published in Philadelphia City Paper, Impose, Underwater New York, The Media, Broken Pencil, and others. She has co-authored a chapter in Don’t Leave Your Friends Behind, a collection of tips and narratives on ways non-parents can support parents and children. She also writes Secret Bully, a creative nonfiction zine of personal essays, and her cat is her creative muse.

Sonia Jaffe Robbins is an editor, writer, and activist. She has written in many genres: journalism, criticism, memoir, and fiction. She has a chapter in an anthology titled “Red Diapers: Growing Up on the Communist Left,” and co-moderates a workshop on gender and the transition from socialism to what comes next.

Cooper Wilhelm writes poems on postcards and mails them to strangers he looks up in phone books and hosts Into the Dark, a talk show about witchcraft and the occult, for Radio Free Brooklyn. His chapbook about necromancy and breakups, Klaatu Verata Nikto, is available from Ghost City Press.

Rina Deshpande writes and illustrates mindful, short poetry and likes to research and teach about yoga and mindful practice, too. She used to be a public school teacher and hopes to publish a children’s book someday soon. She lives in NYC and loves Halloween the most.

M.K. Rainey received her MFA in fiction writing from Sarah Lawrence College. She currently teaches writing to the youth of America through Community-Word Project, Wingspan Arts and The Writing Institute at Sarah Lawrence. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Cider Press Review, Litro Online, Equinox, KGB Lit Journal, The Grief Diaries and more. She co-hosts the Dead Rabbits Reading Series and lives in Harlem with her dog. Sometimes she writes things the dog likes.

Danielle Gregori is a librarian working both at a membership library on the upper east side, and a private school on the upper west side.  There’s a fantastic joke in there somewhere, but she hasn’t figured it out yet.  When she’s not joyfully throwing books at children to test their reflexes, Danielle spends her free time writing young adult fiction and library-themed haikus.  She’s published one book of poetry titled Lines Between the Stacks and dreams of one day sharing her apartment with a cat that doesn’t vindictively barf in her shoes.