Short Skirts and Whiskey Shots captures that liminal part of our lives, that time past adolescence, yet before adulthood. This collection is deeply rooted in the people and the streets of New York City. It thrives in the bars, the clubs, the tenements, the subway. It celebrates the dirty streets, the beer soaked nights, and those who sweat liquor. It explores the idiosyncrasies, the innocence, the excesses of the city.
From a tenement building in Alphabet City that had not changed much since the turn of the century to the trendy clubs and dark bars this collection explores, finds, loses, and regains itself. It claims the space and the right to be reckless, as a woman. It explores the uncertainty of being on your own for the first time, exploring the world, and getting a little lost along the way. It veers off the intended path, it course corrects, it celebrates what we learn on those detours. It does not make apologies.
Out now on Earth Island Books
Hi there !
I am a confluence of contradictions, fan of parallel structure, and nostalgic pack rat who writes poetry about punk rock kids, takes photos of forgotten places, and rescues discarded treasures. Most importantly I believe in the beauty of the ordinary, the power of the vernacular, and the history of the abandoned. My work strives to reveal the art in what we see, say, do, ignore, and forget every day.
I hold Creative Writing degrees from SUNY Purchase (BA) and Wilkes University (MFA). I have been published in several kick ass journals and my first collection, Mix Tapes and Photo Albums is out now on EMP Books.
If that isn't enough, I am a startup culture and people operations professional who works with early stage startup companies to establish an environment that supports employee happiness and ignites innovation. I help turn employees into team members.
Prior to all the fancy education and publication credits, I was raised by rock n’ roll parents who knew the importance of concerts and going past the no trespassing signs. I spent my adolescence in a small town punk rock scene where I moshed, fell in love, and produced a few cut and paste zines, before I escaped to New York City and caused a ruckus in Alphabet City. Currently I am one step behind nature when keeping up with an antique house, at the whim of a feisty terrier, and navigating the poetry world in Pittsburgh.
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