Writer: MY MODEST BLINDNESS (Autofocus), IRREGULAR HEARTBEATS AT THE PARK WEST (Wayne State Univ Press), FIELD RECORDINGS (Wayne State Univ Press).
Prof: University of Denver Writing
Russell Brakefield
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Two poems by Russell Brakefield about nature reclaiming our technology and the dreams that come true in Pinedale, Wyoming.
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Excited to have a prose poem about making music and being young out in the new issue of @pitheadchapel.bsky.social
"Restoration, like most things worthwhile, is far from simple," guest host @scryptkeeper.bsky.social shares in today's episode.
Read "Orchestra" by @russellbrakefield.bsky.social and our full episode transcript: bit.ly/46vRT6j
Buds, if I own your book and it's filthy, that's a compliment. Just means I read it on one sideline or another. Loved this book by @russellbrakefield.bsky.social that I finished between innings today.
Russell Brakefield
Electric Literature
Thanks to Aaron for being such a champion of other people's writing! And for some keen insights on the draft of this story.
I’ve got a new (ghost) story up at Short Story, Long today! 🏜️👻
Excited to have a new short story out today at @hfr.bsky.social
heavyfeatherreview.org/2025/05/15/a...
My last book IRREGULAR HEARTBEAT AT THE PARK WEST has been named a Foreword INDIES finalist for poetry! These awards are judged by librarians and booksellers (my people!), so this feels pretty special. www.forewordreviews.com/awards/final...
The Slowdown
published this story by my bud @russellbrakefield.bsky.social a year ago. if you missed it at the time, you should spend some time with it today/this weekend! if you read it at the time... you should reread! it's a gem.
plus, it's got some pretty cool art from... me! 👨🎨
our new issue!
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SERGE LECOMTE
MEGHAN PROULX
MATT BARRETT @mbarrettwriter.bsky.social
JENNA CROWDER
ERIK KLASS
TRACIE ADAMS @tracieadams.bsky.social
SHERI VENEMA @sheriven.bsky.social
HANNAH AHN
RUSSELL BRAKEFIELD @russellbrakefield.bsky.social
CHOISELLE JOSEPH
Julian had a way of falling into shadow even in the dark. As the fire kindled, he shifted in his camp chair, avoiding the flame’s oblong spotlights. “Are you cold?” I zipped my own coat higher and …
These are the best of the best, the cream of the crop, the cherries on top a metaphorical ice cream sundae of indie books. The Poetry finalists of the 2024 Foreword INDIES Book of the Year Awards.
