Molly Rose Quinn

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Manhattanhedge. #nofilter

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I grew up here. (at Memphis, Tennessee)

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Spending an overcast Friday at @brooklynmuseum symposium for this show, looking forward to hearing @rjkhckly speak with Alison Saar in just a few minutes. (at Brooklyn Museum)

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"the common message / of the commonness of fire." Aracelis Girmay Monday 4.24.17 / subway.

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Things are coming in. We think. (at North Beach)

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Thanks for the exceptional mail @buttonpoetry 💜

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Keep your eyes out for the skyrocketing Toot Sweet. Thanks to Two Boots for hosting/sponsoring today's semi-outdoor street fair, and feeding our volunteers and musicians.

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I've spent this week with the beautiful words of @mychaldenzel. Looking forward to having him at @housingworksbks 6/15.

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It is summer.

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#throwback to this late night post-BEA shot of team @housingworksbks gathering up donated books in a warehouse afterhours.

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Mile 9.5 of this morning's run. (at Brooklyn Greenpoint NY)

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POETRY: Three by Molly Rose Quinn

West Memphis

On the bank of something, casting towards reeds in a hairy clump. Our dingy church, its whitewash hill-built frame a little pore on the city.

Here I come: en route to it with my devilish legs going like a turkey’s.

In the water we can see a barge: a monolith askew as the banks curl

and the light from a lowering sun turns. Further on. I never went there, save to eat its biscuits. Save for a swimming meet, me and the rest of them.

I’m talking about the town where the three boys were hogtied in a creek and in return three boys served 18 years then they let them out. They didn’t do it. 

One of them cannot now go in the sun. As if, save for drowning, there is no other exit but returning to yourself. Its walls mute cliffs, prison rebels Southern death. 

Do you ever start the morning the way I do: just a head, and galled by the air.

Keep reading

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I am filled with gratitude to the fine folks at @electricliterature & @okeypanky for giving such a good home to three new poems of mine this week. Read on a little bit about my hometown, whiteness, bridges, funerals real & imagined, and such.

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endorphins ✔️

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Lighting my fire tonight. 🔥 from @halimahmarcus (at Greenpoint, Brooklyn)

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I'm looking forward to breaking into some poems tomorrow night, reading at the wonderful @bluestockingsnyc with @blunderbussmagazine. Be my valentine?

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Beautiful night at @housingworksbks. A winter night with @anebrun. (at Housing Works Bookstore Cafe)