Dearest readers-
There is quite a bit on the text-crowded horizon for us here at Gertrude, including a Patreon campaign so we can pay our contributors and a new podcast, with some pretty fabulous folks already lined up. Stay tuned (you can sign up for our newsletter below, if you'd like)!
Meanwhile, ISSUE 31, featuring another wide-reaching range of work coming from across the spectrum of queer-land, includes poetry reflecting on the Confederate flag, a Mexican-born writer's story of getting caught by Grandma, Tommye Blount on Dahmer and black men, Jem Zero on retrieving errant progesterone, "The Blueprint of a Boy", responses to dead baby paintings, and more. On the cover you see the amazing photography of a long favorite of ours: Mr. Wayne Bund. He read with us (in drag as his alter-ego) at the last AWP and was part of our art roundup for the Art Issue several years ago. We simply cannot get enough.
This letter is shorter one because I am recovering from eye surgery (in which you are awake, ala Clockwork Orange), so you go now and read some things that I promise will turn your grey matter into glitter glue while I shut my peepers...
xo-tammy
There is quite a bit on the text-crowded horizon for us here at Gertrude, including a Patreon campaign so we can pay our contributors and a new podcast, with some pretty fabulous folks already lined up. Stay tuned (you can sign up for our newsletter below, if you'd like)!
Meanwhile, ISSUE 31, featuring another wide-reaching range of work coming from across the spectrum of queer-land, includes poetry reflecting on the Confederate flag, a Mexican-born writer's story of getting caught by Grandma, Tommye Blount on Dahmer and black men, Jem Zero on retrieving errant progesterone, "The Blueprint of a Boy", responses to dead baby paintings, and more. On the cover you see the amazing photography of a long favorite of ours: Mr. Wayne Bund. He read with us (in drag as his alter-ego) at the last AWP and was part of our art roundup for the Art Issue several years ago. We simply cannot get enough.
This letter is shorter one because I am recovering from eye surgery (in which you are awake, ala Clockwork Orange), so you go now and read some things that I promise will turn your grey matter into glitter glue while I shut my peepers...
xo-tammy