Tag: AWP Boston
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Winter Death Blizzard Melting Saturn Snow AWP: Rejections Nine, Ten, Eleven, and Twelve.
I call this “Double Rejection: This Part Of The Door Thingie Isn’t For Walking, And That Is Because In Boston, Much Like Hobby Lobby, We Reject The Idea That Christmas Is Not Forever Happening.” I call this “Shelf Of Rejected Beverages And Snacks, Which Were Probably Supplies Necessary To Survive The Line In The Women’s…
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Winter Death Blizzard Saturn Storm AWP Rejection Eight (I Think. Numbers Are Hard.)
I call this “Rejection: Writers Wear Their Hearts On Their Sleeves. Then They Rip Them Off And Throw Them ON THE GROUND.”
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Winter Storm Saturn Barbaric AWP Rejections Two and Three
I call this “Rejection: Your Personal Space Is My Personal Space (Or At Least The Personal Space Of My White Jeans And Puffy Jacket) (Oh And Also All Of My Many Not-Pictured Bags) I call this “Rejection: What Rhymes With ‘Escalator?’ WHO CARESALATER. Stairs For You, Poets!”
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Winter Storm Saturn Barbaric AWP Rejections Two and Three
I call this “Rejection: Your Personal Space Is My Personal Space (Or At Least The Personal Space Of My White Jeans And Puffy Jacket) (Oh And Also All Of My Many Not-Pictured Bags) I call this “Rejection: What Rhymes With ‘Escalator?’ WHO CARESALATER. Stairs For You, Poets!”
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Winter Storm Saturn Barbaric AWP Rejection One
The first rejection (it’s kind of like the first Noel, only with despair instead of hope and all): I call this “Rejection and Scandal: Nudity at the Savannah/Hilton Head International Airport.”
Emma Bolden 