“It’s extremely gratifying to be able to change my own story if I want, or to be able to change any story for that matter.” Chelsey Harris, The Missing Slate’s Poet of the Month for July, talks to Jamie Osborn.
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“…sitting on the couch eyes closed/ he doesn’t answer as wallpaper pulls itself free/ curls into the face of the fire…” Weekend Poem, by Chelsey Harris.
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“I swallow watermelon, tomato, and apple seeds whole,/ plant myself in my mother’s overgrown garden…” Poem of the Week (July 21), by Chelsey Harris.
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