"This work is unlike any other, in its range of rich, conjuring imagery and its dexterity, its smart voice. Carroll-Hackett doesn’t spare us—but doesn’t save us—she draws a blueprint of power and class with her unflinching pivot: matter-of-fact and tender." —Jan Beatty
little somethings press seeks all things flash and micro
Deadline: March 15, 2019
“What gnaws at your bones? little somethings press: a collection of small writings is seeking all things flash and micro—memoir, fiction, and poetry—that delve into the grittiness and beauty (why not make room for some optimism) of modern life. Confessions, rants, lessons learned, rebirths, regrets, and anything else are welcome as long as they fit on one page. Prose is limited to 250 words. Poets can submit up to 4 micro poems of 50 words each, or one poem no longer than 15 lines.”
Woke this morning to the heartbreaking sound of chainsaws, taking down several large oaks at the little church across the street, trees that are easily hundreds of years old. The crash as they fell echoed all around us.
Make art about what’s lost when we lose a tree, about what’s lost in those branches, or about the spirit of trees.
The great Zen teacher Thich Nhat Hanh has written beautifully about why learning to love others begins with learning to love ourselves.
Make art about learning to love yourself.
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Love After Love
Derek Walcott
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.
A weekend busy with work, but I managed to finish the prep for all five of the classes I’m teaching this semester. I also got meal prep done for the week, and got a jump on a project not due for a couple of weeks. Feeling all kinds of adult-prepared right now 🙂
Talked with a friend yesterday about the difference we need to remember: between being a human doing and human being. We’re driven to do, and we forget how much we need and should value rest.
Make art about rest, about the struggle to rest, about your restful place, about finding real rest.
I love thrift and second hand stores. Not only does thrifting feel like a treasure hunt, but it’s good for the planet. After a rough couple of weeks, I rewarded myself by doing a little thrift shopping yesterday.
Make art about an unexpected thrift find, about second hand beauty.
TWO HAWKS QUARTERLY is an online journal affiliated with Antioch University Los Angeles’s BA program in Creative Writing and is setting the bar for contemporary literature with bold and illuminating poetry, fiction, CNF, and quality experimental work. Read us. Write for us. Submissions accepted year-round. For guidelines, see www.twohawksquarterly.com
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