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Regina Jamison, Guest Editor of SHE: Seen. Heard. Engaged.

we are excited to announce Regina Jamison has joined the Gnashing Teeth Publishing team as Guest Editor of SHE: Seen. Heard. Engaged. this special anthology seeks to share the voices of female and female-identifying youth ages 8-18. please visit the call for submissions here.

Regina Jamison is a writer who lives in Brooklyn, New York. Her poetry has appeared in several literary journals among them are, Sinister Wisdom: Black Lesbian Revolution, Five Two One Magazine, and Magma Literary Journal: Deaf Issue, The Americas Poetry Festival of New York Anthology 2016, Promethean Literary Journal, Off the Rocks: An Anthology of GLBT Writing Vols. 14 & 15, and Poetry in Performance Journal Vol. 43. Online, her poetry has appeared in Gnashing Teeth Publishing, Silver Birch Press – Me as a Child Series, The Lake Literary Journal, and Mom Egg Review. Her poems will also appear in the upcoming issue of Switchgrass Review. Her short stories have appeared in Girls Who Bite: Vampire Lesbian Anthology, Zane’s Purple Panties, and the Lambda Literary Anthology: Gaslight. She received her MFA in Creative Writing at City College in New York. Her novel, Choosing Grace, is forthcoming next year with Bella Books.

please join us in welcoming Regina. we are all excited!

young woman with red hair smiling at the camera with a white paper umbrella behind her

like pretty tulips by linda m. crate

everything has been hard and heavy, as of late; in my world and the world at large— so yesterday i was drinking in small wonders like pretty tulips dancing out

What I Can Offer You by Rich Orloff

I cannot fix your pain I cannot solve your problem I can’t prevent the sorrow you’re feeling Or even guarantee I’ll make you smile However, because I’ve known Joy embracing

by Natalye Childress

*this poem is in .jpg to preserve formatting *this is the unformatted text of the poem after rainer maria rilke you, the poet, have become world weary, word-wrought. and god

guy with a dark beard and moustache wearing a black graphic tee

Orchards of Udders by Jon Wesick

dripped on the blanket while air rustled tamarind trees. Chekhov drank a Thai iced tea and plummeted out of this poem. A flock of circles twittered in the hacksaw bushes

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