Chris McCreary & Christian TeBordo: Book Launch & Reading

Celebrate the release of new books by Chris McCreary & Christian TeBordo!

Chris McCreary‘s book of poems, Undone : A Fakebook, is new from Furniture Press. According to Garrett Caples, “McCreary brings a tender swagger to his line, from popsong semiotics to lyric sequence to the mysterious ‘The Black Book’ mirroring the urban poet’s soul.”

Christian TeBordo‘s book of short fiction, The Awful Possibilities, is just out from Featherproof Books. George Saunders says, “Christian TeBordo shows that it is possible to be, simultaneously, a wise old soul and a crazed young terror.”

Saturday, June 5, 2010
7:00pm – 9:00pm
B2 Cafe
1500 E. Passyunk Avenue, Philadelphia, PA

There will be readings by both authors, & there will be free snacks & wine &/or beer. A good time shall be had.

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from, Haunted Forest

VIII. From Toys and Treats to Cages and Towers

I thought he said home
is other people. A gilt-edged
childhood, a currency
of tulips, a charm
of goldfinch, & so many
ravens— a conspiracy,
a constable, an unkindness
of. Too clever by half, we
invent it, & then
put it into practice.

from, Haunted Forest

VII. She Made a Place to Sleep Inside My Ear

The walls of the house have become
the world all around & everything
an excuse to do
nothing & she is fading
from the margins & we become
inconceivable to eachother.

Despite common appearance, our words
have roots in different sources. Exercises
in mis-reading. The way moths fly
like they’re broken.

Tonight: The WINEO READING SERIES: 41, WOMEN WHO WRITE

words, notes, noise, inappropriate laughter, trial and error

Date: Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Time: 7:30-10pm
Location: Wineo Bar & Restaurant, 447 Poplar Street
(N 5th & Poplar in Northern Liberties)

WOMEN WHO WRITE

Jenn McCreary: is the author of :ab ovo:, published by Dusie Press in the spring of 2009. She is also the author of two chapbooks: errata stigmata (Potes & Poets Press), & four o’clock pocket chiming (Beautiful Swimmer Press); the e-chapbook :Maps & Legends: (Scantily Clad Press) & a doctrine of signatures (Singing Horse Press). Her poetry has been published in magazines including Combo, Lungfull!, Tool: A Magazine, POM2, So To Speak, Sous Rature, Tangent, & How2. She lives with her husband, the writer Chris McCreary, & their twin sons in Philadelphia, where she co-edits ixnay press with Chris, works for the Mural Arts Program, & serves on the board of the Philly Spells Writing Center.

Mecca Jamilah Sullivan: is from Harlem, New York. Her fiction has appeared and is forthcoming in a number of journals and anthologies, including Callaloo, Crab Orchard Review, Best New Writing, Bloom, Philadelphia Stories, Lumina, Baby Remember My Name, X-24: Unclassified, Woman’s Work, Homeboy Review, and Baobab South African Journal of New Writing, as well as literary publications from Columbia, Yale, Temple, and Howard Universities. Her nonfiction prose has also appeared in GLQ, American Visions, and other publications. A 2006 Best New Voices nominee, her short story, “A Strange People,” received Crab Orchard Review’s 2008 Charles Johnson Fiction Award, and her short fiction manuscript, Blue Talk and Love, was named a finalist for the 2009 Sol Books Prose series award. Her short story, “Wolfpack,” was a shortlist finalist for the Eric Hoffer Award from Best New Writing, and her short story, “Blue Talk and Love,” was chosen by Rick Moody as the second-place winner of the American Short Fiction short story contest. She is currently pursuing a Ph.D. in English Literature at the University of Pennsylvania, and is working on her first novel.

Kim Gek Lin Short: is the daughter of a Scots-Irish geophysicist from the midwest and a Straits-Chinese tenpin champion from Singapore. She is the author of The Bugging Watch & Other Exhibits (Tarpaulin Sky Press), and the chapbooks The Residents (dancing girl press) and Run (Rope-a-Dope Press). Her next book, China Cowboy, will be published by Tarpaulin Sky Press in 2011. She lives with her family in Philadelphia.

from, Haunted Forest

IV. A Wild Sweet Rippling

A cautionary miss, cautionary
tale, all dressed up &
smelling of strangers, in the pines, in
the pines. He fondled her
anklebones, mistook her
hair entirely & caught, mid-
swarm, her shuttered face
bloomed.

He crowned her, poppies & pepper-
berry. Taught her to sleep
under trees, skirts spread, to trap
mythical beasts. Waiting
for anything is its own kind
of fever. Or undoing. Your slow
road to ruin.