Have you met Paulie Lipman?

 

Swimming with Elephants Publications, LLC is excited to welcome poet Paulie Lipman to our Parade. Paulie’s collection, from below/denied the light, will be released February 2017 and available during Paulie’s next tour, as well as online retailers.

 

Click here to preorder your copy today!

 

 

Get to know Paulie by reading some of his previously published work online:

Ghost City Press

Drunk in a Midnight Choir

The Harpoon Review

Front Page News

Swimming with Elephants Publications author Gigi Bella is featured in this week’s (January 11-17) Weekly Alibi.

She has not only taken the cover, but has a lovely article on page 12.

Gigi will be in town for a few weeks preparing for shows and her upcoming tour. Her publication, 22, was released by SwEP in early 2016 and is currently available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble, but you can get a copy in person at one of her upcoming events.

If you are in the ABQ area, catch her at Uptown Girl: A NYC Dream Cabaret on January 16th and Lobo Slam on the 17th of January.

And keep your eyes open for upcoming tour dates.

Tonight at El Chante

Come to El Chante: Casa de Cultura today, January 11, 2018 for the first Voices of the Barrio of 2018.

The feature is none other than the fabulous Matthew Brown!

Matthew Brown’s chapbook Verbrennan was release from Swimming with Elephants Publications in 2014 and is currently available at Amazon, Barnes and Nobel, and Bookworks Albuquerque.


Coming Soon: “from below/denied the light” by Paulie Lipman

Welcome, Paulie Lipman, to the Swimming with Elephants Publications family!

Out of Denvthumbnail_BW Promo Picer, Colorado, Paulie comes “from below” and rises to join our parade of writers.

A two time National Poetry Slam finalist, Paulie Lipman is a loud Jewish Queer poet, performer, and writer. His work has appeared in the anthology ‘We Will Be Shelter’ (Write Bloody Publishing) as well as The Emerson Review, Drunk In A Midnight Choir, Voicemail Poems, pressure gauge, and Prisma (Zeitblatt Fur Text & Sprache).

A magical individual, I’ve had the chance to share at least one meal with Paulie in a group setting during the 2015 Denver 40 oz. regional slam; from there, I can recollect Paulie’s genuine kindness, their welcoming spirit, their talent in writing and performing, their endless inspirations and ideas, and their sort of soft loudness that allows others to be heard while their voice lifts in passionate intervals. At the time, I was a “newbie” to competitive slam, but it was with that interaction that Paulie, a veteran to slam to my eyes, made me feel heard throughout the group conversation, going so far as to ask me questions personally so I might be involved in the busy-ness that often overwhelms when you’re sat at a table full of poets.

Their upcoming title with SwEP, “from below/denied the light,” is a deep exploration o317P2HxRehL._SX311_BO1,204,203,200_f addiction, sobriety, spirituality, and identity. With micro-poem interludes, Paulie captivates with self-recognized flaws from the beginning, sharing with readers:

I am a snob when I have no right to be

I judge people who don’t read

Even though I’m a recovering junkie, I have
little tolerance for current ones

I love and help those who deserve it, don’t
ask me how I determine that

Nevertheless, he shines as an example in this brutal self-recognition of knowing he may be “horrible to love”; and still, his work is so easy to fall into as he touches on subjects of his queer identity and how it conflicts with his Jewish blood, and his path into recovery as he addresses past self-destruction.

Of course, with all this to consider, as the title may suggest, Paulie’s book is not a “light” read. Combatting demons throughout, Paulie has managed to create a subtle journey into sobriety and spirituality without overwhelming in its occasional anger and the quiet sadness of providing his own funeral dirge (in a poem aptly named Dirge). And even then, there is a tenderness on the final, lamentful line (but I’ll leave that to mystery).

Beautifully worded and artfully ordered, “from below/denied the light” is available for pre-order on Paulie’s site.

You can also follow them on Facebook or catch them on Instagram.

 

Busy January!

Swimming with Elephants Publications, LLC has a wonderful line up of poets releasing manuscripts in 2018.

Some poets are releasing their second book with SwEP, while others are joining the parade for the first time.

By forming a relationship with Sugar Booking Entertainment, we will be producing the books/ chapbooks of several of their touring poets this year, including Paulie Lipman, Wil Gibson, Mercedez Holtry, and Gigi Bella.

Keep an eye open for new publications and events near you!

Uptown Girl: An NYC Dream Cabaret

Join us for an evening of spoken word poetry, musical theater, and general weird theater kid stuff. Featuring a performance by GiGi Bella and a special appearance by The Fridges. This is also a fundraiser for the Get In The Fridge Productions Spring Musical Godspell, as well as GiGi Bella’s upcoming tour. The artists greatly appreciate every single contribution!

Pay what you can ($8 suggested donation).

Note: This show contains content that may not be suitable for children.

About the artists:
GiGi Bella is the tenth ranked female poet in the world (WOWPS 2017). She is the current Project X Bronx Poetry Champion, the 2017 Vox Pop Indie Champion, a 2017 Fem Slam Finalist and a literal mermaid. She is also a 2016 National Poetry Slam Group Piece Champion and 2013 Semi-Finalist as part of The Albuquerque Poetry Slam Team. Her book, 22, is available through Swimming With Elephants Publications. She will commence her first US Tour in the Spring of 2018. She also has a rad musical theater background as a performer and teacher.

Get In The Fridge Productions is a new and upcoming theater company run by teens for teens (kinda like Kids Bop but way better, I promise). We specialize in making teenagers feel like they’re welcome as well as geeking out about our favorite musical obsessions. Please support our production of Godspell in April!

Wil Gibson just can’t quit…

…being phenomenal.

Of course, such a grand sweeping word as phenomenal fails to do Wil Gibson’s work, in his most recent published collection, any justice whatsoever. It’s my belief that a simpler word might better suffice, if only for the phenomenal simplicity of what Wil’s words make you feel. An oxymoronic statement, maybe, but it’s just that — the beautiful simplicity — which Wil brings to both written and performance poetry.

It’s his most recent publication with Swimming With Elephants Publications, Quitting smoking falling in and out of love, and other thoughts about death that draws close that beautiful simplicity. As life-changing as an arrival to a safe haven, or a departure from the only place you’ve ever known, reading this book was like coming home, wherever home may be. With a broad array of landscapes and cities throughout the United States mentioned, I felt a strong sense of connection to place in reading. It was, undoubtedly, a journey; more than that, it was a pilgrimage.

For that reason, this book needs to be savoured (like a cigarette, if you will, or five after you’ve quit for the umpteenth time). Not to say I didn’t have the urge to rush through each part and eat it all up, but I found it most enjoyed as a slow read, taking the time to dog-ear pages and underline phrases that struck me (and as I say to many writers: sorrynotsorry for dog-earring books, for lack of post-its to use as markholders, and for marking up your books — this, to me, is a testament of love for the work put in, as I find connection to it).

The contrast and connection between each section was so well-constructed, from a writing and editing standpoint, I could certainly see the love that was put into this book, too. From the numbered poems and the slow stream of falling in love over and over again in the first part, The part where I fall in love and a bunch of people I love die to the numbered days in the second part, The part where I quit smoking and more people I love die that are almost comical at times in their display (days 16-18, especially; any smoker or former smoke can certainly relate to the feeling of fuck you that Wil puts so adequately on the page), a conversational tone carries throughout.

Thinking back to when I first heard Wil perform, it’s that conversational tone that holds him as one of my most highly recommended poets for anybody first entering the slam/performance poetry scene; I believe there’s something unique in drawing your audience in without the grandeur of the typical “slam voice.” Instead, Wil’s poetry has always offered this drift back to something reminiscent of the “original” spoken word artists of the Beatnik movement. But there’s that modern touch of artistry in his work, too.

It’s in The part where I fall out of love and more people I love die where Wil’s artistry as a written poet really shines. With unexpected construct like the poem titled simply as Purple, to the constant self-recognition of using cliches to his best ability (and the simple notion of the necessity of cliches), there’s a heartwrenchingly beautiful notion presented in the level of vulnerability that Wil provides in the third and closing part of his collection. Here is vulnerability as a lover, as a smoker, as a writer, as a human. And isn’t that what writing really needs to be? Vulnerable conversations, the shared recognition that we’re all cliches, we’re all just quitting something to start again, that we’re all falling in and out of love with ourselves constantly; Wil’s poetry reminded me that we’re all on a phenomenal pilgrimage through life, and we’ll get there whenever we damn well please (and maybe quit smoking, eventually).

In parting, I would tell anybody skeptical not to be swayed by the ominous title of Wil’s most recent book; instead, let it be an offering that allows you to feel absolutely, phenomenally, simply… human.

You can find Wil’s book on Amazon and Goodreads, along with other books in the Swimming With Elephants Publications family. And don’t forget to keep up with him on his website and Instagram as he continues to tour and scatter his words across the country.

Here’s What’s Going On…

Swimming with Elephants Publications, LLC is up to all sorts of adventures these days.

We are currently wrapping the publications of this last summer’s chapbook competition. Books by Kat Heatherington and Courtney Butler are now available and Manuel Montoya’s publication should be out by the end of this month/early December. Stay tuned to for updates.

We are also celebrating SwEP on Small Business Sunday on November 25th at Bookworks ABQ from 3-5. Reading at this event are Kat HeatheringtonJessica Helen Lopez, Manuel Montoya, Gina MarselleKristian MacaronBill NevinsManuel Gonzalez, and Sarita Sol Gonzalez (confirmed). Any other SwEP authors who are available are also welcome to participate. The majority of SwEP publications will be available for purchase through Bookworks. After the Bookworks show, the celebration will continue at Dialogue Brewery where we can drink and make merry. This is an open event and we are hoping for a great turn out. We also may have an article in the ABQ Journal to help promote the event.

See the Facebook Invite here.

In December, we will have the official release of Courtney A Butler’s book. The event will take place at the Lomas Performance Space and feature the musical stylings of Danny the Harp and the artwork of Judy Marquez. This event is on the evening of December 9th and promises to be great fun! Also, an open and free event, please come by and pick up a copy of Courtney’s new book.

See the Facebook Invite here.

The book release for Manuel Montoya will be early in the new year, so please keep your eyes open for that future announcement.

Our partnership with Sugar Book Entertaining is promising more books by touring poets in the new year. We are currently working with Beau William to put his book together and we are in the review process with several other poets.

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For our authors:

SwEP is beginning to make some shifts toward becoming an official non-profit. We are in the process of creating a board and researching the paperwork and information to move us from an LLC. This move may create some shifts in our production model, but not to worry. All authors will be notified and given appropriate options when the transition occurs (later in 2018).

As we make this change, we will be looking for a new official logo. If you know anyone who is interested in this project please have them contact us at swimwithelephants@gmaill.com.

SwEP authors will begin receiving their royalty reports in December 2017. If you have updated your email, please notify us so that we can make sure you get your information. As always you will have an option to receive your royalties in cash or product as well as a time to review your continuation as a SwEP author.

Remember:

The best way to get your book into people’s hands is through featured performances, tours, and self-promotion. Please encourage your fans to review your book(s) via Amazon, Goodreads, review blogs, print newspapers, etc.

We will do our best to assist you by promoting your publication, events, reviews, and in any other way possible.

Also, as a SwEP author you are entitled to not only your own author copies at cost, but any other books in our catalog. Please help promote your fellow authors by submitting reviews of their publications and getting their publications out into the world.

 

Now Available: Gypsy Horses by Courtney A Butler

Swimming with Elephants Publications, LLC is excited to announce the release of Gypsy Horses by Courtney A Butler.

Come to her release party on December 9th from 7-8:30 at the Lomas Performance Space, 10601 Lomas Boulevard, ABQ NM.

Also at the release will be artwork from the talent Judy Marquez who created the cover of this lovely publication. Musical Guest to be announced.

“Courtney Butler has written a book that manages to be strong and fierce while remaining innocent and full of wonder. Balancing the line between jaded adult and hopeful youth while painting the clearest picture of why the writing evokes that same sentiment- this is a fun, emotionally fulfilling collection that I will enjoy the 37th time as much as the 1st. I’ll be pre-ordering her next book, as there will surely be many more.” – Wil Gibson, author of Quitting Smoking, Falling In and Out of Love, and Other Thoughts About Death

“Courtney Butler has a finesse with the image of the word, but it is her visceral emotion that feeds the reader’s need to connect on a gut level. Her words rumble throughout your body, clang around your brain and leave their stories imprinted on your heart.” ~Jessica Helen Lopez, author of Cunt.Bomb. and The Language of Bleeding

 Courtney is one of the winners of this year’s chapbook competition, judged by ABQ Poet Laureate Jessica Helen Lopez.

Courtney’s book is currently available on Amazon for $10.95.

Or Barnes and Noble for $10.95

If you can’t wait for the release, pick one up today!

 

 

Coming Soon from Swimming with Elephants Publications, LLC

The results of our summer Chapbook Competition has gifted us three amazing new authors and three amazing new titles.

Kat Heatherington’s the bones of this land was released in October.

Courtney A Butler’s Gypsy Horses is looking at a November release.

Manuel Montoya’s The Promethean Clock –or- Love Poems of a Wooden Boy should be available in December.

We have a few other titles on the plate for consideration giving us a very busy end of the year. Keep your eyes on our website for more updates in the coming weeks.

Want to support our press? Pick up one or five of the publications we offer. Find links on our website. Also, you may simply donate to our small business via the Paypal link on the home page (we’d rather you bought the books, but hey, support is support).

Coming Soon…

The SwEP staff is hard at work creating beautiful books for the winners of our chapbook competition. Our first place winner, Kat Heatherington’s The Bone of This Land, will be the first to be released and will be available soon. Keep your eyes open for the official release.

Cover Art “Infinite Horizon” by Gwendolyn Prior/ Five Line Studios

And the winners are…

Congratulations to the winner of our chapbook competition.

1st Place: The Bones of this Land by Kat Heatherington

2nd Place: The Promethean Clock by Manuel Montoya

3rd Place: The Last Geronimo by Courtney Butler

 

 

 

Poets will be contacted the week of August 7th with an official contract offer and then production will begin. We are hoping to have a release event in the late fall where all three poets can present and share their work.

Thank you again to all who participated. Your continued support is essential to our continuous as a small press. For those going to the National Poetry Slam this year in Denver, keep your eyes out for SwEP authors and find Jessica Helen Lopez at the book selling event on Saturday.

 

Top Five Finalists in Our Chapbook Competition

We would like to extend a warm congratulations to the top five finalists in our Chapbook Competition.

In alphabetical order, the titles of the the top five chapbooks are:

(drum roll)

The Bones of this Land

The Longest Geronimo

Pop 1280

The Promethean Clock

Space on Earth

If your title is listed please stay tuned. We will announce the winners on July 29th at the Power to the People Poetry Slam at Duel Brewery. We hope to see everyone there to support our authors and participate in our book exchange. For those unable to attend the Slam, the winners will be posted on Sunday, July 30th and contacted the following week.

If you have a publication, please consider participating our book exchange at Power to the People Poetry Slam. Our goal is to get more reviews for our publications as well as those in the community. Trade your title for one of ours or purchase SwEP titles for $5.

 

If your title is not listed, we want to send well wishes for your future poetic endeavors. Thank you for sharing your work with us and support our small press. Please consider submitting in the future.

Top Ten Finalists for our Chapbook Competition

We would like to extend a warm congratulations to the top ten finalists in our Chapbook Competition.

In alphabetical order, the title of the the top ten chapbooks are:

(drum roll)

The Bones of this Land

Coffee and Cocaine

Diesel and Decay

Float True

The Longest Geronimo

Pop 1280

The Promethean Clock

Space on Earth

This too Shall Pass

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before

If your title is listed please stay tuned. We will release the top 5 next week and announce the winners on July 29th at the Power to the People Poetry Slam at Duel Brewery. We hope to see everyone there to support our authors and participate in our book exchange.

If your title is not listed, we want to send well wishes for your future poetic endeavors. Thank you for sharing your work with us and support our small press. Please consider submitting in the future.

To All Who Entered Our Chapbook Competition…

To All Who Entered Our Chapbook Competition…

Our guest judge, the unmitigated Jessica Helen Lopez, is working diligently to make her way through all the submissions. We plan on releasing a top ten this weekend, then narrowing it down to the top five the following weekend.

The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd prize winners will be named at the Power to the People Poetry Event at Duel Brewery on July 29th.

Swimming with Elephants Publications is going to host a book exchange at this event. Bring your book/chapbook/publication and trade it for another from the community. The goal is to increase book reviews for all participates and to get your book into the hands of more readers. We will also have books for sale for $5.

Thank you again for all who submitted and thank you for your continued support!

SwEP Author Spotlight: July’s author spotlight is Kevin Barger

July’s author spotlight is Kevin Barger

SwEP is spotlighting an author each month to find out what they are working on now and in the near future. Interviews are written and conducted by SwEP author, Gina Marselle. Ms. Marselle was lucky enough to catch up with Mr. Kevin Barger, as he was preparing to leave on tour from Asheville, N.C. to Washington, D.C. from July 6 to 12, 2017.

Kevin’s book, Observable Acts, is available through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and by contacting the author.

 

This interview was conducted by phone on July 3, 2017 at 1:00 p.m. eastern time.

 

Greetings all,

Our first SwEP author spotlight is Performance Poet, Kevin Barger, who is currently on tour with a Poetry Cabaret in Washington, D.C. from July 6 through July 12, 2017 (for more information or for tickets: https://www.capitalfringe.org/events/1135-poetry-cabaret).

Barger is the author of Observable Acts: A Collection of Poetry published by SwEP in 2015. Barger’s works can be found at https://www.amazon.com/Observable-Acts-Kevin-Barger/dp/0692404554 or through SwEP or by contacting the author in person or through Facebook.

 

Tell us a little about your background in slam and performance poetry?

I met Spoken-Word and Visual Artist, Moody Black around 2008ish and was interested in his work. Black can be seen on All Def Poetry [see Black perform In The Field: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hU0zGh9aSQs&t=49s]. He hosted the first slam I competed in. Slam in Asheville, N.C. use to be a big thing before I got involved. In Asheville, when slam first started, it flourished but then it died. It went through a few cycles of popularity.  It may have kept dying because Asheville is an artsy and nonjudgmental city and slam is judgmental—I mean we compete for scores and placement. People aren’t as interested in that. When I took over the slam in Asheville the Slammaster was on his way out and he left the slam responsibilities to me. I created a board of people to help run it and our slam became pretty popular, but then it began to take over my life. I was no longer concentrating on my own writing and performance. I was always promoting other poets and the slam scene in Asheville. Slam was my life from 2008 to 2011 [a number of Barger’s poems are on YouTube from this time period]. Eventually, a boyfriend brought it to my attention that I was no longer writing for self. I was like an addict, slam had become my addiction—my boyfriend encouraged me to stop and write for myself, to share my work for me and not for points. It made sense. Now, I concentrate on performance poetry, for the most part.

 

What were you like in school?

I was the really shy, fat kid that every one would pick on. Writing would allow me to escape. Once, in third grade, I wrote a book for a school assignment—a mystery, maybe about a lost shoe. It wasn’t very good but it was epic, and the shoe was eventually found at the dump. It was a hardbound book put together with duct tape. You know, I don’t ever remember not writing. In middle school, I entered a contest to have a poem published. It was a scam. I realize that now, but it was published on a plaque and the company wanted to sell my family a bunch of stuff along with the plaque. It was obviously a scam, eventually the sent my parents back the check they wrote the company. My parents still have the plaque and they appreciate it, but it really was a horrible poem. Mostly, I avoided school. I would eat lunch in the library. In high school, I was writing poetry—I came out in high school as bisexual my senior year. I dated a girl in high school and after for seven years, actually. But in high school, we would write poems to each other, as notes to hand off during homeroom class or in the halls. We didn’t pay too much attention in class, as we were writing these notes back in forth to each other. She stopped writing eventually, and I didn’t. When our relationship ended, I started writing more professionally. She stopped writing after high school, she just didn’t write—it wasn’t her thing—it was mine, and now, here I am.

Why do you write?

I write for catharsis, to empty myself. Once it is out of me and on a page, it is no longer mine—if someone else can connect to it then that is valuable as well, but at the end of the day, I am writing for catharsis.

Do you write on a typewriter, computer, dictate or longhand?

I use to have a leather bound journal and wrote with a pencil to edit as I wrote. Probably shouldn’t have done that, but I did it anyway—now I type on the computer. I can’t keep a new poem in my head—I have to write it down.

What are your ambitions for your writing career?

I am a serious writer. I don’t completely think of myself as a professional writer, but I do take it more seriously than most who write as a hobby. Any art you do for catharsis is really, really valuable. Once you start to make a name for yourself, the level changes and it becomes serious and important. Writing isn’t my whole life, I’m like the guy who comes and mows your lawn and sometimes I get paid—I might earn $10 bucks selling a book or really, I’m more likely to give you a book. Now, Neil Gaimen, author of American Gods, basically says you have to write all the time to be a writer, you can’t wait to be inspired—you have to write—I am not that strict of a writer.

When did you decide to become a writer?

I never really made a decision to become a “writer,” as I’ve always written.  It is just a label that helps to make up me. I also make pottery sometimes, which makes me a “potter,” or I go hiking which makes me a “hiker.” It’s just a label that describes something I do sometimes.  I think I am in the minority here by not buying into the mystique surrounding the term “writer.” I write poetry. I perform poetry.  It is a label, but it doesn’t define me. I am gay, but that also doesn’t define me. Since I was in a relationship with a woman for seven years—there are things we do that fall outside the labels we adopt.  There are a lot of labels to define us, but they should never confine us. We should celebrate all the things we do instead of just clinging to one.

Which writers inspire you?

So when I first started performance poetry I was really intrigued by Patricia Smith, Taylor Mali, Moody Black, and Rives. Rives is an amazing poet, he is godly. I recommend his TEDtalk Mockingbirds Remix2006 to everyone [it can me found: https://www.ted.com/talks/rives_remixes_ted2006/transcript?language=enn]. I am also inspired by Dorothy Parker (she wrote gossipy poetry) and Langston Hughes; I love writers from the 1920s, not sure why—I just do.

What are you working on at this minute?

Right now I am really excited about the Poetry Cabaret Collective that I will be performing with in D.C. It is a mish mash of music, poets, dancers, even a fire-eater—It is a fun show! My ambition is to discover fun ways to get my voice out there. I am a performance poet and I enjoy that aspect of my work right now. With the Poetry Cabaret I can do this. We did a lot of fundraising for this tour from a Zombie festival to a kickstarter. Now we are all traveling together—15 of us to D.C. We will perform in D.C. from the 6th through the 12th at The Capital Fringe Festival: https://www.capitalfringe.org/. Eventually, our hopes are to take this show on the road.

Note: The show is made up of the following artists (taken from Facebook events page):

Chief Creative and Director: Caleb Beissert

Music Director: Aaron Price

Poets: Kevin Evans, Justin William Evans, Justin Blackburn, Kevin Barger, Michael Coyle, Caleb Beissert

Dance Artists: Hester Prynncess, Union J, Tom Scheve

Musicians: Aaron Price, Polly Panic, Max Melner

 

How did you get involved with the Poetry Cabaret?

Caleb Beissert invited me. I met him through the slam poetry scene.  He hosted an open mic I would go to recruit poets for the slam.

I consider myself a page poet, doing what you do is admirable—performing for crowds of people and participating in slams, festivals, and now this Poetry Cabaret show. I certainly admire stage poets. Even though, I don’t like to say (or label) stage verses page poet, but there is a difference. As a performance poet, how do you differentiate a stage poet from say a page poet like myself?

I agree there is a difference between stage and page poetry and spoken word and slam and performance, really. I think page writers worry about grammar and form—whereas stage, we worry more about sound of words and how powerful we can get something across. I don’t call myself a slam poet anymore, I love slam, will perform it, it was just detrimental to my writing. But, I don’t perform for points anymore—it was a competition and a strategy was always needed—in slam we are trying to one up the person who came before us. When I performed slam, I was not writing for myself, I was writing to score points. Don’t get me wrong, I love slam. The Slam community has a big family and slam helped become the person I am today. Going through that fire—is amazing. But years doing it can be difficult; there is so much work involved from the competition itself to the work in putting together shows—it is life consuming. On the other hand, performance poetry allows me to write for myself and perform on the stage. I have a lot of freedom to take risks because I’m not being scored. Really, say, if someone gives you a six, your soul is crushed…and then you second-guess yourself and your ability. The first slam I remember performing in I won, and it gave me an ego boost—I didn’t always win, but I did that time. Then I performed more and made a name for myself. I performed in festivals and people recognized my work and it was awesome when people came up afterward saying they loved my work…yet, with slam there is self-doubt, but at the end of the day it is really a love fest. One thing about stage poetry is after performing a poem there is immediate validation for who you are as a writer and performer. If you are in classroom setting or in a workshop editing a page poem then a lot of times people become critical and offer ways to improve your writing, grammar issues, etc. In the classes, I only saw my mistakes. Really, in thinking about it, poetry, at one point was something that could only be understood by academia and it killed the art form. Now, this is something that we poets are working on is that poetry needs to be for everyone so we all can read, write, and share. Poetry connects us through emotions—that is me talking as a stage poet. I don’t limit myself to form, but if I just want to get everything out on a page then I do, but ultimately, it is going to be performed.

What genre are your book(s)?

Poetry. I only have the one book.

What draws you to this genre?

I love poetry; it feels like something I have always done. The short form suits me. I like writing essays, too. I love reading fiction, however, my poems can be confessional. It can be dangerous because it can turn into your diary—it needs to be topic based. As the writer, we want empathy not sympathy from sharing our poetry. At first, I was a very political poet and shared poems about gay rights and issues. Lately, I’ve moved away from that to write more emotional things. I don’t box myself in.

How much research do you do?

Not a lot. It is more about how I feel in a moment.  If I am making a reference…I may research about that topic enough to make sure I get a specific line or thought right. My poem “Little Brother” is about the shooting of Lawrence King, and I really had to learn that story in order to make a larger point.  Mostly, though, I have an outpouring of words that I have to immediately write it down. Writing for me is kind of like trying to catch air.  I’ll lose a piece if I’m unable to get it on paper as soon as the thought occurs.  I don’t want to lose it so later I will go back to edit.

How do you edit your work?

I really have a difficult time finishing a poem. As far as editing, I show it to different people, and get feedback—then I edit. I will read it out loud and feel the words in my mouth and make sure that they sound like they belong together.  I don’t edit per se for grammar and such. I may write a poem and have a need to share it at a show. I just tell the audience, I just wrote this. Let me know what you think. Some poems I don’t share at all.

Tell us about the cover/s and how it/they came about.

Kat had a graphic designer for my book. I helped to decide the final look for the cover with feed back from others.

Do you have any advice for other authors on how to market their books?

I market myself by performing. I take my books with me. I am trying to figure out how to market myself better. I like to make sure my book is in my bio when being introduced. It is hard to market. I tried advertising online, but it wasn’t successful. Performing poems and having books available is the best way for me. I love the connection made when I hand a book over or sign a book to someone. Love having a book out, and selling a book, I am just as an apt to give a copy of my book away as I am at selling it.

Which social network works best for you? How can people connect with you?

Facebook is really the best way.

How many shows a year?

I maybe perform in three to four big shows each year—I’d like to do more. I try to show up at open mics, too, when I can.  There’s one hosted by Caleb, the host of the Poetry Cabaret, every Wednesday in Asheville that I get to sometimes.

 

If you would like to find more about Kevin Barger then please connect through SwEP or contact the author directly through Facebook or Facebook Messenger. Samples of his work are in his most current manuscript; Observable Acts: A Collection of Poetry (SwEP, 2015) https://swimmingwithelephants.com/ or you may find a sampling of his slam poetry online. Here is Kevin Barger performing “Lullabye” at the Asheville Poetry Slam at The Magnetic Field (January 2010): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xu47N3zXhTs.

 

 

 

 

Interview Conducted By the Always Brilliant Gina Marselle

Gina Marselle, M.A.Ed, is a New Mexico educator who lives in Albuquerque with her husband and children. She has published poetic work with The Sunday Poem Online Series, in the Alibi, the Rag, SIC3, Adobe Walls: An Anthology of New Mexico Poetry, Catching Calliope, Fix and Free Poetry Anthology I and II, and La Palabra Anthology I and II. Aside from poetry, she is an accomplished photographer. Her photos of New Mexico poets have been featured in the Santa Fe Magazine, Trend (March, 2011). She also photographed the cover of Jessica Helen Lopez’ poetry book, Always Messing With Them Boys (West End Press, 2011), and has her photography featured in September: traces of letting go a poetry book by Katrina K Guarascio (Swimming With Elephants Publications, 2014). Finally, A Fire of Prayer: A Collection of Poetry and Photography is her first full-length manuscript (Swimming With Elephants Publications, 2015).

 

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Thanks for Submitting!

A great big thank you to all who submitted to our chapbook competition!

Jessica Helen Lopez has received your submissions and is working her way through them.

We expect to announce the top three winners on July 29th.

Stay tuned.

Elegy for a Star Girl Review by Amanda Cartigiano

A Review of Elegy for a Star Girl

by Amanda Cartigiano

Each poem in Elegy for a Star Girl is categorized into three elements of existence: The Other World, The Here and Now, and Transcendence, and each poem is a combination of life experiences, Science Fiction, and space. These poems illustrate great depth within the soul, body, and mind, and the illuminating language and imagery express the universe as a metaphor. Life is questioned and answers are hard to find. Life is a journey that must be experienced from above. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.

Pick up your copy at Amazon or Barnes and Noble today.

New Release: Elegy for a Star Girl by Christopher Grillo

Swimming with Elephants Publications, LLC is thrilled to introduce you to Christopher Grillo through his publication Elegy of a Star Girl.

Elegy of a Star Girl is a concise collection of poetry bringing together lyrical imagery with the science of humanity. Cover art by Alex Kuzyuberdin.

Have you met Christopher Grillo?

Christopher Grillo is the author of Heroes’ Tunnel (Anaphora Literary Press, 2015). His poems appear in Drunk Monkeys, Sport Literate, Biline, Spry, Aethlon, and more. Grillo is a graduate of the University of New Haven where he played strong safety for the Chargers, and of Southern Connecticut State University’s MFA program. He lives and works in New Haven, Connecticut as an 8th grade language arts teacher and moonlights as an assistant football coach at his high school alma mater.

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Available at Amazon.

We encourage anyone who picks up this publication to review it on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Goodreads, or to write a review which we can publish.

Updates, Edits, and Feedback

Hello Swimming with Elephant Publications Authors!

We are spending June updating our website, reviewing our publications, and promoting our authors. We need feedback from YOU!

Please take a moment to check out the website, especially your presence on the site. Check out your bio info under SwEP Parade and your book info under Chapbooks and Anthologies. Is it time to update your bio? What can we add, change, adjust, etc?

We also want to check in with each of you to review your publication and update our information. Expect a personal email within the next month from us with questions regarding your publication, especially if you don’t contact us first.

Remember: The best way to get your book into people’s hands is through featured performances, tours, and self-promotion. Please encourage your fans to review your book(s) via Amazon, Goodreads, review blogs, print newspapers, etc.

Also, as a SwEP author you are entitled to not only your own author copies at cost, but any other books in our catalog. Please help promote your fellow authors by submitting reviews of their publications and getting their publications out into the world.

Please send us an email at swimwithelephants@gmail.com or message us through facebook with any updates or suggestions. We can also arrange skype/facetime for our national authors. For local author is the ABQ area, we can also set up a personal meeting.

Thank you and we will talk to you in June!

Welcome SwEP Author Eva Marisol Crespin

Burque native, Eva Marisol Crespin is a slam poet who has been writing and performing poetry since the age of 12. Coming off a win at the 2016 National Poetry Slam Group Piece Finals, Eva has been a part of a number of slam teams who have seen final stage. She continues to slam and write poetry in her hometown of Albuquerque. She is currently working towards her degree in social work, working as a server, and teaching writing workshops in the community. She identifies as an Indigenous, Queer, Xingona, Xicana, who is sculpting words and ripping herself open to speak her truth.

 

May 2017 Featured Writer: Elisabeth J. Ferrell-Horan “Stay Mommy”

Stay Mommy

I have walked through low valleys
with the shadow of death as my ally.
I have met what might take me across.

I did fear the evil –
deep down in my toes.
It smelt like charred bones;
smoky and rancid as burnt pig nose.

I felt the close breath of its chant in my ear:
“Come on, come on”, I’ll show you the fear,
tickling my throat with its
white, bristling whiskers.

I felt its relentless pull on my ankles
dragging me under, swirling eddies of rancor,
drowning in the rain
of riptide currents in my brain.

I felt the sticky threads of spider webs
crisscrossing my face, begging me to play;
foreshadowing decay.

I held onto the thought
of your soft little hands
cupping my cheeks;
the warmth of your fingers
tore me free from my cohorts –

Quieted their urgent calls;
echoes rippling into the fray.
God wanted me I’m sure.

For although I was a demon in my own right,
wandering through the dust and darkness in
the lonely corners of my mind –

A little angel named you, –
alighted on my shoulder
and softly whispered:
“stay mommy”.

Coming Soon: Elegy for a Star Girl by Christopher Grillo

 

Coming June 2016 from Swimming with Elephants Publications

Elegy for a Star Girl

by

Christopher Grillo

Christopher Grillo is the author of Heroes’ Tunnel (Anaphora Literary Press, 2015). His poems appear in Drunk Monkeys, Sport Literate, Biline, Spry, Aethlon, and more. Grillo is a graduate of the University of New Haven where he played strong safety for the Chargers, and of Southern Connecticut State University’s MFA program. He lives and works in New Haven, Connecticut as an 8th grade language arts teacher and moonlights as an assistant football coach at his high school alma mater.

April 2017 Featured Writer: Melissa Rose “The Morning After”

The Mourning After

 

I don’t remember how I got home last night

I woke up hungover

                                                                             Last night was a blur

Drank too much

Head still pounding I take a shower

                                                                             Removing the smell of her sweet perfume

Washing away the evidence

Aspirin won’t remedy

This emptiness

                                                                             This grin

I want this stench off me

Scrub off stains left by red hands

Never feel clean

This morning I don’t recognize my reflection

                                                                             I’m glowing

Hope nobody notices

I don’t want to explain

What I don’t want to remember

                                                                              I was watching her dance all night

I don’t even remember seeing him

                                                                              She turned my way and gave me this look

The room was spinning

                                                                              She grabbed my arm

Intoxicated I lost my ability to stand

                                                                              I swept her off her feet like Prince Charming

I started to feel sick

                                                                              She said “take me to bed,”

                                                                               so of course I obliged

 

What happened next is so hard to remember

 

A nightmare I relive every time I sleep on my side

                                                                                 A drunken hook up at a house party

I couldn’t believe she wanted me

it all happened so fast

In the darkness

Half conscious

So wasted

Fumbling with

Bra straps

Zippers

Belt buckles

Pants pulled to my ankles

Unknown hands invading me from behind

Plucking clothes off like flower petals

She loves me, she loves me not

I wonder what makes a corpse look sexy

She looked like Sleeping Beauty

My stiff body reacts like rigor mortis

She want me to do all the work

and I’m ready for the challenge

Cold

Uninviting

Begging

She wants it so bad

Too drunk to move

Too drunk to ask

Stop

Words muffled by the silence of ecstasy

No!

Don’t!

Stop!

“No, don’t stop!”

We slip into bliss

Blacking out

Into full body relief

He’s taken everything from me

I’m giving her all that I have

Struggling

Shhh….I hold her still

He holds me down

I make a canvas of her

Painting my passion across her hollow frame

I’m crying

She’s moaning

Muffled by pillows

She might love me….

I can hear her heart beat

This experience is out of body

Helplessness burned so hard into memory

When it’s over I feel kind of bad…

I don’t even remember her name

Assault changes everything

Women can get the wrong idea

My body is no longer mine but a possession

It was a one night stand

at the end of one of those long work weeks…

Should I have expected it?

…and  some girls you’re only meant to

have incredible chemistry with once

I thought all rapes were committed

in dark alleys by strangers

I had been in a dry spell

Can I admit what happened?

She came at the perfect one…no pun intended

He punched a hole in me

I came, I saw, I conquered

A temple desecrated

A few moments of feeling loved followed by

the comforting monotony of being single again

Trying to forget.

Afraid to tell anyone for fear they will say

I asked for it

We danced a long dance

Like a physical contract

Does this “nice guy” realize

the damage he’s done?

I just hope she doesn’t bad mouth me

for not calling

Ignorance is no excuse for violation

My dignity was destroyed in a single act of dominance

Hey! That is bullshit!

He kidnapped beauty as a trophy of conquest

I never took anything! You gave it to me!

Lacerated vaginal tissue

I thought you liked it rough!

Violent examples of power

hidden under blankets of darkness.

 

You raped me!

Hey, I didn’t do anything wrong!

 

And I know what the definition of rape is.

Swimming with Elephants Publications Chapbook Competition

Swimming with Elephants Publications (SwEP) would like to invite you to participate in our second Chapbook Competition. SwEP is seeking previously unpublished manuscripts of poems 25-35 pages in length.  In celebration of National Poetry Month we are kicking off our poetry chapbook contest on April 29 , 2017.  The contest will culminate on June 30, 2017 and the winner will receive publication with SwEP, along with 50 copies of their chapbook.

This year our special guest judge is Jessica Helen Lopez.  The winning manuscript will be selected from a small group of finalists.  Open to writers across the country, the contest is facilitated as a blind submission via SwEP Submissions Manger. Additionally, all finalists will be considered further SwEP publications and features.

We are looking for well-crafted, visceral and daring material that promotes crossing physical/psychological/spiritual/gendered borderlands, therefore breaking boundaries and blurring the lines.   As per usual, Swimming with Elephants is looking for diverse voices and are particularly interested in poetry that promotes an innate intersectionality of social issues and a deep respect for humanity. We like our poetry achingly raw and true to who YOU are as a writer.


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The woman you have to WOW:

 

The contest will be judged by special guest, Jessica Helen Lopez!

Special guest judge, ABQ City Poet Laureate, Emeritus, Jessica Helen Lopez. Lopez is the author of three poetry books, including cunt. bomb. and The Language of Bleeding: Poems for Festival Internacional de Poesia de Granada, Nicaragua as published by Swimming with Elephants Publications.  She is also the recipient of the Zia Book Award for her first poetry book, Always Messing with Them Boys (West End Press). A longtime active member of the ABQ Slam Team, she is a two-time ABQ Women of the World Slam Champion and a member of the 2016 National Group Piece Champion winning ABQ Slam Team.  A Pushcart Prize nominee, Lopez is also a Chautauqua Scholar and instructor for UNM Chican@ Studies Department and the Institute of American Indian Arts.

A Pushcart Prize nominee, she is the founder of La Palabra – The Word is a Woman collective created for and by women and gender-identified women. Lopez is a Ted Talk speaker alumni and her talk is titled, Spoken Word Poetry that Tells HERstory. A featured poet on PBS Colores!, you may find some of Lopez’s work at these sites – thebakerypoetry.com, newmexicomercury.com, and asusjournal.org, drunkinamidnightchoir.org., Suspect Press, Somos Enscrito Latino Literary Journal, Casita Grande Press, etc. Her work has been anthologized in A Bigger Boat: The Unlikely Success of the Albuquerque Slam Scene (UNM Press), Earth Ships: A New Mecca Poetry Collection (NM Book Award Finalist she was also a co-editor), Tandem Lit Slam (San Francisco), Adobe Walls, Malpais Review, SLAB Literary Magazine, Courage Anthology: Daring Poems for Gutsy Girls (Write Bloody Press) and Learn then Burn: A Modern Poetry Anthology for the Classroom, second ed. (Write Bloody Press).

April 2017 Featured Writer: Melissa Rose “Demeter Speaks to Persephone After Her Rape”

Demeter Speaks to Persephone After Her Rape:

Daughter, the end of summer will always be a signal. You will never forget when spring was taken from your skin. Only the smokey smell of the season’s changing. The chill of the place his hands found. It is amazing how the body remembers. Like the trees after a forest fire, you will ache from a wound you place at the back of your mind. I also know what it’s like to feel empty. I can still remember the hollow absence of you in my womb. When I birthed you into the sun a girl. This was my mistake. I should have known how girls are plucked so easily from the Earth. How they are placed in vases. How their beauty is seen only as something to be owned. Even goddesses are not safe from assault. Every winter, I remember too. How we danced. How we bloomed. How I held you in my arms and whispered “sweet girl” “sweet sweet girl” You most of all should never know how the world only holds you close enough to stab you. How any day may be the day you lose your limbs. How soon enough you will face yourself in the mirror and not recognize who you are. How can I prepare you for that? When you stumble back to me with stories of how his touch reminded you of death. How every year you feel like dying. How the sunlight no longer gives you warmth. How they will make a myth out of you and he will still sit on a throne. There is a reason they call me Mother. I am good at watching the things I love suffer. Holding a place for tears is not easy but I would gladly trade your’s for my own. Anything to let go of watching the journey of my children as they stand painful in abandoned fields like stalks of withered corn. When you walked back from Hades and its darkness I made sure the sun would show you that hiding your pain from the light only kills you slowly. And I will tell you, Daughter that everything dies but it is never the end. Do not forget you are a goddess. That the sun is shining for you. Your skin is not a fruit he sunk his teeth into, it is an orchard. Your body is not a withered stem, it is a rosebush. Every year may remind you, but never forget that above all else, you were made from this Earth. You are not a victim of it. You are the fertile soil. Ready to grow. I will mourn with you. I will show them all how to bend to your pain. How they will share your grief every time you are forced back into his bed. I will plant seeds, naming each one after you, kissing them like children, letting them sleep and dream of your return. And there, in the dark, you will find yourself yourself again. Hands in the dirt, feeling the flesh of your fruitfulness not as something to be stolen, but savored. Sweet girl, you are a survivor. You were made for greater things than the Queen of Death. And you will find them here. In the Spring.

A Review: You Must be This Tall to Ride

You Must be This Tall to Ride

by SaraEve Fermin

A Review by Kevin Barger

The first time I remember seeing the words that make up the title of SaraEve Fermin’s book, You Must be This Tall to Ride, I was probably around eight years old. My parents had taken me and a couple of my friends to the state fair and I stood in a line with tickets in my hand for what felt like hours to be able to ride this massive pirate ship that rocked back and forth like it was being tossed around by waves at sea. It was basically just a giant boat shaped swing, but it would speed up and go higher and higher until it eventually would flip upside down and go around in a circle a couple of times before slowing back down and stopping. I remember pretending to be a pirate and saying “Arr!” a bunch of times while standing next to my slightly older and slightly taller friend. I remember getting up to the gate, standing beneath an outstretched wooden hooked pirate hand, and being an inch or two too short to ride. I remember my friend barely reaching it and the excitement in his eyes as he was let in the gate–and I remember the crushing disappointment I felt as I stood outside the fence watching him rock back and forth scared and laughing and turning slightly green.

You Must be This Tall to Ride reflects that sort of crushing disappointment of having to stand outside while watching the world go on around you. Here, though, having to stand apart is due to physical and mental illnesses requiring medications and surgeries. Split into two parts, it’s the poetry of the caged–the shaking of the bars. If you are not prepared it will wound you in the most beautiful of ways. Fermin does her due diligence, though, and prepares us for the journey ahead with the first several poems. She lets us know that, no matter how bad things seem, light can be found in the darkest of places. She lets us know that, even though we will be caged with her, there is beauty and love and laughter here. In the first poem, “After you think you are going to die and instead live…” she paints a picture of her lover who

…will preempt your every stubborn refusal
with a reason to live.
He will hang your wind chimes,
install a new showerhead so you are safe after surgery,
pay the stylist to fix your hair after you’ve cut it off to spite your face.

In the second poem “This is How I Own You” Fermin seems to define what the rest of the book is about stating:

Call this coming clean. Call it my start over,
my claiming. These scars. This drawer of
medication bottles, watch me fantasy them
into hope. Into holding on.

This is a fight song, and one of my personal favorite poems throughout the collection. Fermin reminds us to embrace what wounds us and celebrate our own survival. It’s a call to heal through bleeding. It’s a reminder that no matter what we have our breath. That we are all a “maker of star magic.”

The first half of the book also deals a lot with family. These are some of the darkest poems in the book, highlighting highly complex strained relationships between a mother and daughter and siblings. These are the poems that will wound you if you are not prepared. Here we see glimpses of the interplay of addiction and abuse and illness. We are told of the pain of having an absent father. We are told of the guilt felt for not being able to cure an addicted mother. In “For My Sister, The Youngest, Earnest Apologies” Fermin apologizes for these interplays even though she is just as much a victim of circumstance as her sister:

Sorry about the cops and EMTs that huffed and puffed outside the door like a bad fairy tale, sorry you knew the smell of hospitals well before you knew the smell of a classroom.

But, again, through these dark poems are moments of love and laughter. In “We Get Ice Cream, 2013” we see a family that, if only for 30 minutes, can ignore their demons just long enough to laugh. In “Sia Explains How My Mother Loved Me Like Singing” we see what motherhood should be with lines like:

Tough girl, pulled the thorn from
all your bad days, uncovered a better
version and a waterfall hook.

If the first half of the book deals with the external, of being caged and examining the people outside and the effect they have, the second half deals with the internal. These are more cerebral, focusing on the “I” instead of the “you.” In “But What You Could Be” the speaker asks what would happen if she got rid of everything she sees as a flaw. In “When I Tell Him ‘I Think of Dying Every Day’” we’re faced with the reality of fighting depression:

What I mean is,
I swallow these pills because
I love myself too much to let go,
I love the dark and sharp and red
because I enrage myself enough but
don’t know how to let go.

Music plays a big part in this collection with song lyrics peppered throughout along with quotes from tv shows like [H]ouse, m.d. and Doctor Who and authors like Stephen King. No one plays more of a role than enigmatic singer Sia, though, whose music is the subject of three poems. “Sia Teaches Me How to Fight My Way Through a Panic Attack and Get to the Bus on Time” is a semi-found poem brilliant in how it perfectly mimics the stuttering kind of speech one might experience during a panic attack:

quick step/ stop paying attention to everyone else/ I don’t care if you don’t look pretty/ us what you got left/ teeth/ giggling eyes/ a wig/ your entire range

The second half, while dealing a lot with mental illness, are also where poems of healing are found. Fermin showcases the moments when we have realized that life is never going to be perfect, but we strive to make it as good as it can be anyway. “How To Be Something Other Than” highlights this process by focusing on the little things only to learn to surrender:

…To cry with the door
open, to cry with abandon. How to learn
to love a plum again, to taste it sweet
and still warm from the tree. To surround
yourself in something other than damage
and yourself.

This is the message of You Must Be This Tall To Ride. That we will all continue to grow. That eventually we will be tall enough. That even if we don’t conquer our pasts or various demons completely, we have the capacity to live with them in ways where we can at least contain the daily damage they do by turning to face them–by surrendering to the fact that they are there.

March 2017 Featured Author: Hilary Krzywkowski: Manifest Destiny

Manifest Destiny

magical-childwhile waiting for my son to come out of his OT appointment at Akron Children’s
medical technicians micro manage the unfolding petals of childhood,
Ph.D.’d brains unanimously decide it should be called “development”
a forcibly renamed life cycle, diluted with the new age sorcery of
mechanical blossoming, socio-genetic programming out all signs of life
and a headmistress calls this convoluted structure of civilization: brain function.
in prostration to the wires of curriculum pasted on a state-licensed forehead
we learnt the lessons
read the writing in censored books like it was 1984 all over again
and no talk with hands, instead
hands collapsed around a pencil
must draw carefully metered forms
education specialists cannot handle a child’s life force
they call it dysfunction and disorder, its antidote: special Ed.
but
real “development” disables long valued, yet rotting social structures
founded by fathers who raped the children themselves, by the sweat of their brow,
before pulling a plow through the tender loam of the womb,
slipping the pistol into mother’s mouth
they’d blow away their own reflection
mirror shrapnel, intellectual entanglement
no words can suit the meaning of life, its
shoes too small, too large, too pointy and too wide, too expensive.
everyone wears shoes that do not belong to—
not every human can afford ignorance and must go out into the world
straight out of the womb in most cases,
to a brick hut where inside the teats are fashioned from petroleum by-products
and excrete the milk of printed paper or numbered plastic
sworn by the wealth and affluence of the conquistadors
who took captive shamans and bent them over bibles
and cut off their hair
and forced pure and tender places open to the self-righteous excrement of white devils.
i know all this, yet we are all here today participating in the great tradition of Progress,
Libertas.
and i wait
while my innocent little boy is alone in a room with another woman
who will pretend to be his friend, trick him with a treatise for peace
while tapping his brain for its natural resources.
but
i will take this boat as far as the fork
and then all unexpected-like,
we will close our eyes together, each from our respective positions in space,
and materialize a bend sending us along a new course far away from here.
we shall disappear to the place of my boy’s choosing
because only his imagination is safe.
deep into the core of substance are we going. deep into the spirit of things.

Congratulations Gigi Bella!

Swimming with Elephants Publishing would like to extend a warm congratulations to Gigi Bella for placing 10th in the world at the Women of the World Poetry Slam 2017 in Dallas, Texas.

Gigi Bella has recently joined the SwEP parade with her debut publication of poems entitled “22.” Many of the poems in this collection are in her performance repertoire and were performed in Dallas this last week.

Gigi Bella will be performing along side her tour mates, Eva Marisol Crespin and Mercedez Holtry, at the Draft Station in Albuquerque, NM on March 25, 2017. Come out to congratulate her and have her sign a copy of her book.

Order her book today from Amazon,

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March 2017 Featured Author: Hilary Krzywkowski: The Future is a Painted Skeleton

THE FUTURE IS A PAINTED SKELETON

stimming-and-dancingMy tribe is gone.
I have to take off my clothes.
I dance and my sister crashes down from the sky
and the blisters heal.
My tribe is gone.
Trees swear around me.
Standing on the shore we watch the ships,
and you say
“there are things you should learn, like driving”
I yell, the car spins out,
spinning circles too close to fences and houses
knocks down a mailbox, grazes a tree.
My tribe is gone.
I saw and I heard all the white folks
make the best cowboys and
Indian wisdom, though it has to camp out all night,
it wins the war against four hundred thousand guns.
And my tribe is gone.
I take one lock of hair, cut it like a promise
and all 400,000 promises come true.
The drug wears off while I dance,

I know my tribe is gone.
They always knew what time it is
and I can’t really understand memories and dreams and voices.
Its inside me, the dance shakes me into dissonance.
And the white cowboys call it Autism.

 

 

Happy Birthday SaraEve!

Swimming with Elephants Publications would like to send a very special birthday wish to SaraEve Fermin!

SaraEve joined the SwEP parade in fall of 2016 with the release of her book of poetry entitled: You Must be This Tall to Ride.

So often in poetry collections, we read work that bear witness to the conflict, whether that be Poet vs. The World, Poet vs. Nature, or even Poet vs. Themselves. However, in You Must Be This Tall To Ride, we’re gifted with a unique perspective – namely, what happens after the battle is fought? Contained in these pages are poems that bear witness to the afterwards; to the fighter, post-victory & battle-wearied, who must carry on with their lives, with matters of day-to-day existence.

– William James, author, rebel hearts & restless ghosts

Add SaraEve’s book to your collection today!

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About SaraEve Fermin

SaraEve is a performance poet and epilepsy advocate from northeast New Jersey.  A 2015 Best of the Net nominee, she has performed for both local and national events, including the 2013 Women of the World Poetry Slam, the Epilepsy Foundation of Greater Los Angeles 2015 Care and Cure Benefit to End Epilepsy in Children and as a reader for Great Weather for MEDIA at the 2016 NYC Poetry Festival on Governors Island.  You might have met her volunteering at various national poetry slams.  A Contributing Editor for Words Dance Magazine and Book Reviewer at Swimming with Elephants Publishing, her work can be found or is forthcoming in GERM Magazine, Yellow Chair Review, Drunk in a Midnight Choir and the University of Hell Press anthology We Can Make Your Life Better: A Guidebook to Modern Living, among others.  Her second full length anthology, You Must Be This Tall to Ride, will be published by Swimming with Elephants Press in fall 2016.  She believes in the power of foxes and self-publishing.  Learn more: http://saraeve41.wix.com/saraevepoet
She loves Instagram: SaraEve41

Amazon Review of You Must be This Tall to Ride:
“I’m sorry I taught you love as a noun”
“I’m sorry I taught you love as a noun,” begins the poem entitled “For My Sister, the Youngest, Earnest Apologies.” This beautiful line reveals a lot about the contents of this collection of free verse poetry.

Adversity has met the author seemingly at every turn throughout her life, which generates the gritty yet tender narratives laid out onto the pages. Openness and self-acceptance are explored as she establishes sense of place and engages the reader’s senses, guiding you on a heart-gripping journey through regret, despair, multi-generational addiction, epilepsy, depression, struggles with finances and pharmaceuticals, survival, devotion, and hope.

People from similar backgrounds may find comfort in the kinship of survival, while others may learn a thing or two about what it’s like to live and cope with mental illness, trauma, substance abuse, and recovery.

This book is a wild ride through 35 works, and provides a needed perspective to any book collection.