jess ingrassellino, summer 2019 They hadn’t asked to be there, those sharp stones at the bottom of Beachy Head. But…
jess ingrassellino, summer 2019 They hadn’t asked to be there, those sharp stones at the bottom of Beachy Head. But…
jess ingrassellino, june 2019 I read Spouts (1921), an earlier poem by William Carlos Williams. I enjoy his first person,…
Starting in January, I was accepted to participate in Nathan Cole’s Virtuoso Master Course (VMC). To say it’s a major…
I have been chronically ill for 12 years. Even though I’ve cohabitated with my body in varying stages of “physically…