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Published: The Modified B Plan

A while back I went through a list of places that had rejected poems of mine this year. Enumerated among them were the publishers of the Two Weeks ebook anthology, who had passed on a poem of mine called “The

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Rejected: The 2011 backlog

I’ve been remiss in documenting my submissions of late, but this morning I was tinkering with the spreadsheet I use to keep track of what I’ve sent out and what’s been sent back, and I noticed that 2011 has been

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Rejected: Falling down and fake histories

I’ve got another couple of rejections to throw on the pile this week, one from a while back and one from yesterday. A couple of weeks ago I noticed that I hadn’t heard about a poem I’d sent to the

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Blogs and journals and the poetry voice

I recently discovered Linebreak, which is an online poetry journal that publishes one new poem a week. It’s a nice minimalist format that works well with the whole blog concept – in some ways I prefer the idea of a

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About Adam

I'm a dad and the author of the poetry collections The Third Fruit is a Bird and Not Quite the Man for the Job, the novel Man Bites Dog and the short story collection Heroes and Civilians.
contact: adamatsya@gmail.com
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“I need to start associating with a better class of criminal lowlife. The kind that hangs out in penthouse suites, not hideouts at the end of rat-infested alleyways. Oh, it’s atmospheric in the retelling, sure, but some of the stains just won’t wash out, ya know?” no. 30 bazillions in the series “die grass die you fuckin grass why wont you DIE” “Sometimes when I find myself deep down inside a skanky labyrinth of back alleys I have to stop for a moment and remind myself whether I’m chasing baddies or meeting with friends at this week’s latest new anonymous hipster bar.” Never pass up a chance to pose with a TARDIS door.
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