sneak peek at the curated untelling stories issue

issue two: emily van duyne and w.f. roby up the ante
Now that we are wrapping up issue one by moving from the process section to the curated section of the issue, we want to announce the editors for issue two. We are thrilled to have Emily Van Duyne and W.F. Roby curating that issue, whose theme is Ante / Anti. We are not sure exactly what that means, but it should all become clearer Dec. 1, which is when they will begin the process section of their issue. Emily Van Duyne is a poet who lives just south of Atlantic City, N.J., where she is adjunct professor of writing at Atlantic Cape Community College. Her poems can be viewed at dustinbrookshire.wordpress.com. She looks forward to her inevitable besting of W.F. Roby in this argumen

that’s a wrap for the process section of untelling stories
With the last poem submitted by Dana, we are wrapping up the process section of the Untelling Stories issue and moving into the curated section. What does that mean? It means we’re going to do some work offline over the next week or so to edit, discuss, select, reject and organize the work for our final, curated, version of the issue. Once we have done all the work we can, individually and collaboratively, to put the spit and polish on the issue, we will publish it in its entirety as one new post. If we get really stupid adventurous, we might also add a few other bells and whistles, such as audio recordings of some of the pieces or

what they took
– for Emily Van Duyne’s left breast They took the 110 degree day. They took the 34B maidenform bra. They took the 5-gallon fishtank with natural gravel and a self-filtering mechanism. They took the adult entertainment. They took the aquatic frog. They took the aqueduct. They took the automatic cat box. They took the baby bouncer. They took the back issue of mothering magazine. They took the bag of clothing for the less fortunate. They took the ballast. They took the beanie baby. They took the bee balm supplement. They took the bird cage. They took the bird. They took the box spring. They took the braided rug. They took the brisket. They took the broken dog. Th

d.i.y. narrative — begin with a colorful llama…
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