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If you would like to be a featured writer published on Rumrazor Press then simply send one poem / story / nonfiction / gonzo piece / rant that you would like to publish and that represents you, along with your name, a very short bio and a link to your online entity if you have one (Facebook / blog / whatever) in the body of an e-mail to:
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Any topic, any reasonable length, any form, any genre, if I like it then I will feature you. If I don't want to feature you then I will respond with a very polite no and I will reserve the right to explain why not.
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Once I feature a writer, I wait three days before considering featuring another.
Monthly Archives: July 2012
Pleiades
Her plea traveled through the microwave spectrum, please take care of your health, please make your health your next concern. And I could hear her promise of salty soups and sorted salads weaving through the eaves. I search for my … Continue reading
208 Cubic Ft.
The unenviable task of reassessing a life and selecting with bitter discretion what part to throw away, which parts to keep, no guarantees. I mean I can look at a writing desk. I can say this writing desk is a … Continue reading
Posted in My Poetry
Tagged Angel Uriel Perales, James Frey, Lewis Carroll, Pier Paolo Passolini, Poetry, Titanic, U-Haul, Union Jack, Wizard of Oz
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Gone in 30 Days
All of this, gone in 30 days. Both futons, the tables, all the furniture, gone in 30 days. Bespectacled, walking around looking at books perched in the tall bookcases, water freezing in the shape of ice cubes in the refrigerator, … Continue reading
