Gnashing Teeth Publishing

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welcome to our newest Gnasher – Joe Russo

We are excited to announce Joe Russo has joined the team at Gnashing Teeth Publishing as our Social/Media Guru . He has already got our brand new Instagram up and running and is working to spread the word about our current Poem of the Day feature.

Joe Russo is a traveling gypsy, residing in such places like Orlando, Florida; Katy, Texas and finally New York City, New York. As a teen, Joe was interested in theatre, but soon found that the stage was a little too bright and insisted that his presence belonged on the page.

Joe’s writing borders the line between tragedy and comedy because, to him at least, that’s exactly what life does. At times funny and light-hearted and at other times shocking and breath-taking Joe captures slice’s of life that are near and true to normal everyday life.

Joe has been published in Linguistic Erosion, Farther Stars Than These, Leaves of Ink, Likely Red, Event Horizon, Centum Press, and Door is A Jar magazine.

Joe will be working to increase our social presence, publicize our Calls for Submission, market our publications, and more. We are excited to have him as part of the team. If you need to reach him for any media inquiries, he can be reached at joe at our URL (gotta fight those spammers.)

He is happy to be joining the Gnashing Teeth team!

black and white photo of woman in black clothes with her back to the camera, wearing a white knit cap standing in the snow in front of trees

Feijoa Dreams by Ana Martinez

Things that didn’t stop the car bomb from going off near my grandmother’s house: A gentle childhood nestled with tucked-in nightly prayers and teddy bear kisses, framed by high ceiling

close up of woman wearing glasses with red listick and straight blond hair with a grey shirt

When Did I Know? by Maple Scoresby

As long as I can remember, every star that shot across the sky, every birthday candle I blew out, came with the silent wish that I would wake the next

crow in flight

The Crows Remember by Alex Grehy

My grandfather once shot a crow for the simple crime of stealing peas – he hung the body from the canes as a warning to the others. Already dressed in

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