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that name

By | 2023-12-09T11:40:07-08:00 December 13th, 2023|Categories: Issue 142: December 2023|Tags: , , , |

By William Palmer   tide in— imagine waves scraping away that name and the lies upon lies that feed off it, dissolving them in foam imagine the mugshot gone the blue suits gone the long red ties around our country’s neck gone   William Palmer’s poetry has appeared recently in JAMA, J Journal, One Art, On [...]

Welcome to Writers Resist, the December 2022 Issue

By | 2022-12-12T12:17:05-08:00 December 7th, 2022|Categories: Issue 138: 08 December 2022|Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

In case you didn't know Writers Resist celebrates each quarterly issue with a virtual reading, and you are invited to join us for this issue's gathering. Writers Resist Reads • Saturday 28 January 2023 • 5:00 p.m. PACIFIC Zoom information: https://us02web.zoom.us/j/88356614245?pwd=a1FRMndJYzI3VzE1Ym9yZUU2ODhHdz09 Meeting ID: 883 5661 4245 Passcode: 247349 In the meantime, we know the world is [...]

Hollow

By | 2022-12-06T14:41:38-08:00 December 7th, 2022|Categories: Issue 138: 08 December 2022|Tags: , , , |

By William Palmer   What happened January 6 was forgettably minor, the most popular Fox host claimed on June 9, the first night of the House Select Committee’s Report, so forgettably minor he did not allow any commercials during his show, decreasing the chances viewers might stray, or might consider the view that what had happened [...]

Dead Man Votes in Wayne County, Michigan

By | 2021-01-20T18:33:00-08:00 January 21st, 2021|Categories: Issue 127: 21 January 2021|Tags: , , , |

By William Palmer   I found an old mask on the ground and stood in line. At a table I handed a woman a scrap of paper with my name on it and my old address. She scrunched her face to check it while a big guy behind her wearing a white mask with red and [...]

Stringing Them

By | 2020-10-14T20:24:49-07:00 October 15th, 2020|Categories: Issue 120: 15 October 2020|Tags: , , |

By William Palmer   He catches them each day, stringing them through their gills, his trumpeteers trailing in dark water, mouths drawn open, eyes puckered shut.   William Palmer’s poetry has appeared in J Journal, Poetry East, and Salamander. He has published two chapbooks—A String of Blue Lights and Humble—and has been interviewed by Grace Cavalieri for The Poet and the Poem [...]