Mexican American poetry

LANDSCAPE WITH HEADLESS MAMA by Jennifer Givhan

Available from Pleiades Press. Also available from Amazon. Contact Jenn for a signed copy. Landscape with Headless Mama is a poetry collection by Jennifer Givhan that explores the experiences of becoming and being a mother through the lens of dark fairy tales. Givhan describes the book as “a surreal survival guide.” A poet with strong […]

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The Change

My poem THE CHANGE, a finalist for the The Jane Lumley Prize, was published in H E R M E N E U T I C   C H A O S   J O U R N A L: “When I was still small I began growing antlers  as a stag grows antlers, as […]

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My One-Hundredth Journal Publication up at Origins!

I’ve been working like a madwoman sending out my poems into the world nearly as long as my son has been alive (I started submitting when he was one, so I mark my poetry career by his life, because truly, I’m not sure either would have been possible without the other–how the imaginary shaped reality, […]

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Mother Writer Interview with Michelle Otero

I’m so excited to share this conversation with fierce Latina poet/playwright/actor/activist extraordinaire Michelle Otero, who discusses her experiences as a writer and stepmother of two. But I wish someone would have handed me The House on Mango Street or Bless Me, Última and said, “Your people write books too.” … We hold mothers to very high […]

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Ritual with Fish Water

She opened the door wider, allowed him in—dragging his fish, his strings of light, his wounds—from the rain. –Jenn Givhan Read the poem in full at The Baltimore Review

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Bird Woman and Bloom

Sacagawea emerges from the hedgehog cacti in the lot behind our crumpling house heavy with cradleboard & mistaken for a token of peace… from “Bird Woman”     The boys next door are ignoring my son. It’s playground politics, the fragile and shifting power dynamics of these early friendships… from “Bloom” Read both poems at […]

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Two Poems at Superstition Review

“Time Capsule” and “Junkyard Halflight” up at Superstition Review. “Small things come back in pieces. That time of day I wasn’t afraid to close my eyes. The white flies weren’t yet lured by streetlamps; the air still held its damp menudo. On one side of the house, the cemetery where I buried a stillborn and […]

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Miscarriage

Jennifer Givhan Miscarriage In a field where a hot air balloon waits tethered, children balancing umbrellas and wearing party hats plant birthday bouquets; where they grow the swollen bulbs push open the soil smelling of clay and fingerpaint. Even the sky celebrates in reverse, hanging like pigtails from a jungle gym. Not many daffodils or […]

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