Turkey
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The Magic Unicorn
The unicorn is magic. I dreamed of unicorns in Istanbul. It is very ancient. The personal fork was invented by the Byzantines. Then our teeth changed. We developed the overbite. We bite off more than we can chew. This is a prose poem about the golden horn of Turkey. Also Byzantines. But really unicorns. Here… Read more
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how the strip club is a constellation & other poems By Julia Clare Tillinghast-Akalin
http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/julia-tillinghast-akalin-how-the-strip-club/ She has spent a number of years, on and off, living in Istanbul, Turkey, and is Co-Translator of Dirty August, a selected poems of the experimental 20th-century Turkish poet Edip Cansever. This mades me very curious. I loved living in Turkey and exploring experimental Turkish poetry. Must find this Dirty August!!! Read more
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some of my poem plays in So and So magazine
very very happy to be included in this issue . . .check it out . . some cool poetry in there . . so and so magazine Read more
Never Mind the Beasts 