Nothing happened in Allston today. I walked behind a BU couple. Conversation: "She's cute." "He's hot." "I think she feels shy." " He's hot." OK, BU. When I lived near Tufts, people were at least alive.
Anne Brudevold (me) started Eden Waters Press last year, along with some great co-workers. This blog is a link to the press. Since the issue only comes out once a year, we wanted to maintain some sense of community with the people who submitted poems, and the people who read them. Here's what I'm going to do: write reviews of novels, poetry, and happenings, publish a poem sometimes, sound off, sign in, just say hi to everyone, and share what is going on during this coming year. The theme of our first journal was Home. It was designed by Steve Glines, tech whiz. and me, and will be out very soon. Next year's theme will be Journey. Meanwhile, please use this space to comment on anything literary or relevant. I and co-workers, Katherine, Liz, and Jim,
Eleanor and Colleen (would you like to help?) welcome your thoughts. We are all part of one big community of writers and artists. We also intend to explore Allston and find local happenings and venues.
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Nothing happened in Allston today. I walked behind a BU couple. Conversation:
"She's cute."
"He's hot."
"I think she feels shy."
" He's hot."
OK, BU. When I lived near Tufts, people were at least alive.
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