We were in Pensacola a few weeks ago for our family beach vacation, and leading up to the trip I had been thinking that I wanted to learn how to paddle board—at the very least stand up on a paddle board. Mostly to say that I was able to do it, but also because I …
Day Drinking at the End of Days
This week, The Missouri Review is featuring my poem "Day Drinking at the End of Days." I have an author statement at TMR website, and I have included the text of the poem below: Day Drinking at the End of Days after …
Buddha Candles Light the Way
I am delighted to have my poem "Self-Portrait as 70s Childhood" in issue 12 of Fine Print. Issues are free--you can request to have a copy mailed to you, or you can read the issue in pdf format. I'll be reading with some of these writers in July--so stay tuned for details. This poem is …
Uncertain
With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz . . . This line of Dickinson's (the image to the left is a manuscript page from the Amherst College Digital collections) is so much fun to say--it's on repeat in my head. After chanting it thousands of times, the word "uncertain" stands out--hesitant, sputtering, disruptive fly, but also an …
Alison Pelegrin 
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