#amanda dissinger

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"...passion is having a constant hunger for someone or something that can never be quenched."

Amanda Dissinger is a Brooklyn based poet who writes about the city, loneliness, pop culture and broken relationships. She released her first book of poetry "This is How I Will Tell You I Love You" via Bottlecap Press in May 2015, and an ebook "It's Fine, I'm Fine, I Think I'm Fine" on Ghost City Press in July 2016. She has also been published on Potluck Mag, Spy Kids Review, The Legendary, Abrams Books/Poetry Bomb, I, and many more. She's the current poetry editor of Vagabond City Literature. Her second book of poetry will be released in early 2017.

RAPID FIRE

Made a robot out of boxes that looked like you it spouted off facts about hardcore bands, coffee grinders and how you never meant for us to get so intense, wore its hair slicked back go as fast as you wanna be with everyone else Lie about the way you can make your voice sound and what metal your heart is made out of you fell in love too fast, like someone pushed you And we are opposites, what I mean when i say I'm the definition of commitment and I don't wanna change I got that kinda charm that will be make you second guess your choices in a heartbeat Use all your best lines on me, but you only have one chance You are a product of the Internet I never saw what I wanted to at the dinner table, then and now Display all the naked photos I sent you in a gallery Display the last of my kindness so you can prove that someone amazing can love you, Even if you never held up your end of the bargain

POST-LIFE

I had a dream recently where all my ex-loves were having dinner together I implicated you early You were wearing your lakers hat with your best suit And I loved you so fiercely before I even knew how to love I had a dream that the last time my nose bled I saw God I saw all the things I could have changed in the world before I changed my mind at the last second I saw an open door and ten thousand different futures I had a dream that my father was still funny He played the hari Krishna joke And my grandmother could still comprehend I had a dream that I changed your name to beautiful And you changed my name to beautiful And we put all the records on and we just let them spin, We just watched them spin

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The Honesty You Have To Entertain: An Interview With Amanda Dissinger

The Honesty You Have To Entertain: An Interview With Amanda Dissinger

How does the creation of your Ghost City Press mini-chapbook I’m Fine, I’m Fine, I Think I’m Fine compare to making your debut poetry book This Is How I Will Tell You I Love You? My first book was really choosing poems from six years of writing with a similar theme- mostly love and relationship poems and poems from when I was ages 18-23 mostly. My new mini-chapbook had a lot of newer poems which…

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2 Poems by Amanda Dissinger

shotgun

i keep waking up screaming that i won’t find a date to my sister’s wedding by july would you wear a suit for me? would you buy a blender? would you wear a dress? catch the bouquet?

it took a while for us to become i am all dreamy-eyed you’re too American and defective is what you call me when you want something

don’t call me automatic when you speak, it is like wires i was made of firecrackers before you came around i wish my eyes didn’t give so much away i wish they didn’t invest without investing

i can live without a chorus i can live without a christmas present i can live with knots in my hair and a fire at my back but i can’t live without you as you used to be

it will take a while for these bones to stop understanding you

free association

when i used to be anxious, i watched Pretty in Pink every night to fall asleep of course you would insist on carving the turkey and what year did Hannah and Her Sisters come out? don’t wanna stay out too late and if you need something you’ll make sure I know is it the way that I’m sleeping or the order of the weeks? the fact that I am always the first one to leave the party kissing underneath freeways free falls I have the city speed, monogrammed backpacks the fact that we can never find any ice for the drinks (we need some goddamn ice for our drinks) the boys learn how to smoke weed in the underhang by my apartment and i think of all the ways I won’t miss this the boys think they are learning how to become men and I think of all the things I won’t have to say goodbye to the boys wake up in the morning with a new mission the boys think all it takes to become who they want to be is a wink and a weapon

Amanda Dissinger works with all sorts of music in Brooklyn. She released her first book of poetry 'This is How I Will Tell You I Love You' via Bottlecap Press in May 2015. She has also been published on Potluck Mag, Rain Party Disaster Society, The Legendary, Be About it Press, Abrams Books/Poetry Bomb and more. 

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2015: A Year's Worth of Memories (Amanda Dissinger)

2015: A Year’s Worth of Memories (Amanda Dissinger)

Photograph by Dean Stafford I don’t actually remember how I first met Amanda Dissinger but I’ve become increasingly grateful for that moment. Ever since that initial introduction, she’s been ceaselessly supportive of just about everything I’ve decided to do and has been a constant voice of reason. It’s why whenever I travel, I take the gorgeous collection of poetry she released last year, This Is…

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[kaitydavie]

these are the things that keep me up at night, in order of importance we are in the midst of a lime drought we did not use the balcony as much as I should have insisted we never fucked

and i told myself i would never write any poems about you but do you remember when we lived in the house with the red siding? remember when i used to pretend i was asleep when you came in at 1am? remember when i used to make sure you couldn’t read my text messages?

i remember thinking that this is the way we could always be, if i shut off forever maybe that is all i deserve

do you remember the night we made the only food i could eat and i tried to get you to take off my bra? it’s kind of one of the moments i realized i was un-memorable this youness only happens when i slip into youth

 (look I have more talents than just giving you that deep, down low feeling)

i hope the heat does not bring back the memories i hope they will be forever lost with the spare key to your sublet and my first set of sheets and the glimpse that you gave me of a love that rocks, then settles - to all the summer boys i never loved / by Amanda Dissinger via hot toddy magazine