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Dan O’Brien is a poet and playwright. His poetry collections include Our Cancers, War Reporter, New Life, and Scarsdale. O’Brien is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship in Drama and two PEN America Awards for playwriting. His work has been published in several issue of The Fiddlehead, most recently in issue 283 (Spring 2020). He lives in Los Angeles with his wife and daughter.
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A playlist of cozy poems for fall by editorial assistants Meghan Kemp-Gee and Rosemary Henbest.
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Editorial Assistant Rose Henbest's interview with Richard-Yves Sitoski about his poem “Things that Don’t Show up in Photos” from the new Autumn issue.
Rose Henbest: I always appreciate art inspired by ignored moments, as you point to in your title. Can you talk about your inspiration for this poem, for wanting to capture such a moment?
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An interview with Creative Nonfiction Contest Winner K Ho by Melissa Spohr-Weiss:
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Wish You Were Here by Susan Olding
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Enjoy this sneak peak inside the cover of the new Autumn issue, which will be available soon!
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Enjoy this sneak peak inside the cover of the new Autumn issue, which will be available soon!
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We're excited to announce that K Ho is the winner of our 2021 Creative Nonfiction Contest and $2000 prize! Their essay Dispatches will be featured in our upcoming Autumn issue, no. 289.
K Ho is a writer and photographer based in unceded Coast Salish territory (Vancouver BC). Their work has been published in several journals and is forthcoming in Resonance: Essays on the Craft and Life of Writing. They are completing their MFA in creative writing.
Thank you to all who entered the creative nonfiction contest and congratulations to the fifteen finalists. And thanks again to our judge Chelene Knight!
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Dispatches by K Ho, 2021 Creative Nonfiction Contest Winner
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Every morning before my online creative writing workshop, I take a black handheld device, about four inches long and one inch wide, and line it up next to my laptop. It looks like an old-school cellphone, not unlike an early-aughts Nokia mobile on which many eager hands played Snake. The device has a red button and a mouthpiece of scattered dots for soundwaves to slide through. I press record and wait for class to begin.
