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#HappyNationalPoetryMonth Queen Mob's Tea House publishes three of my poems: “how to pivot when you’re paralyzed,” “hysterectomy wanted,” “money is motive is immobility in bones”

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Hobart @hobartpulp · May 6, 2019 “the babies are most dangerous because / they have not learned how to control their venom / the way we make the same decisions over and over and over again" Don't miss this game-changing poem by Jax NTP @JaxNTP 

https://twitter.com/hobartpulp/status/1125448063080857606?s=20

https://www.hobartpulp.com/web_features/my-anxiety-has-a-baby-rattlesnake-in-it

https://t.co/NYlVc1ONlG

Aaron Burch Founding Editor, HOBART Aaron Burch is the author of Stephen King's The Body (Ig Publishing) and Backswing (Queen's Ferry Press). Also: a novella, a chabook, and he's on Twitter and Tumblr.

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neurosity LXXX by jaxntp

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Write a poem: Respond to this quote & use three words from it.

“We burned down rooms. We knew what everything meant. We understood terror and fury as no one else had. It hurt to be together and hurt more to be apart. Our mouths clashed. Our teeth scraped. Our arms ached from the meld. We knew each other’s smells and heard each other’s voices and told each other things that no one else ever had.” - James Ellroy

3 words: clashed, scraped, meld

bursts of genius, spurts of longevity 

"my boobs are heavy with missing you: rainwater-full gourds and it’s still pouring" -hannahhuff: 121213: 17h43m my intestinal tracts are tangled christmas lights your lips are patient hands igniting nervous inertia  a place where scoliosis snowmen shrivel and scrap nylon bristles mimeo mimeo cymbals mud meld run your fingers thru my hair locate earlobes and then, rumness. lay down and declare your hand klished clashed alloy emollient now malted barley 

12dec2013, 11:44pm, jaxntp

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3 words: burned meld hurt triple dog dare just steel pale with cold, tongue, and red octagon above. stop. you wanted to say there were six boys in knit caps, fur collars, and fat mittens egging you on, but you were alone in the lunar chill in frost-cuffed jeans and tee thin as an unfolded napkin. curiosity had quickened your step, not ice, but electric curiosity that burned at the thought of drool turned to glue, the fusion of hot and cool into metallic flesh permanency   and in an instant there it was, chosen itself on the way home from so many before and after. you knocked the pole with a knuckle. bone dinged, dang, but then maybe the hurt was all in the reverberation, maybe a gradual meld would be as painless as sat-on-feet-fallen-asleep-when-asleep, but then would it be better to put just the oh-so-tender tongue tip against metal or to lick a large arc with the blunt broadside of total palate – all taste buds clinging to the circumference like suction cups, but then maybe…

12/19/2013 1am hannah huff

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Polaris for Life

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I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat. —Jorge Luis Borges (1934)

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May 2018: Berkeley Poetry Review, Volume 48 publishes 2 poems by Jax NTP

"bones for oracles yours or found baby teeth unidentified” page 13

“bone broth” page 14

Editor’s Note

DEAR READERS,

“what are the syllables / for leafless bulbs of tulips what is conceptual / dying and how can we grieve the abstract”—these lines from Jax NTP’s poem, “bones for oracles yours or found baby teeth unidentified,” better introduce this issue of Berkeley Poetry Review than I could hope to myself. In the process of assembling this issue, the relationships that form within this volume seem often to crystallize around a similar nexus of questions: how to triangulate the materials of language and the material world; how to figure the relationship between these materials and affect. These questions are (importantly) left expansive and unresolved in NTP’s work, and throughout the volume—the poems in this issue, more often than not, dwell in such interstices.” Yours, with love, 최 LINDSAY Editor in Chief

https://www.ocf.berkeley.edu/~bpr/48th-issue/?v=f24485ae434a

https://www.ocf.berkeley.edu/~bpr/48th-issue/48th-issue-contributors/?v=f24485ae434a

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April 2018: Permafrost Issue 40.1 via University of Alaska, Fairbanks publishes 1 poem by Jax NTP

"on pause, in the kitchen, mid-julienne"

https://permafrostmag.uaf.edu/archive/

https://permafrostmag.submittable.com/submit/23882/back-issue-purchase

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https://twitter.com/JaxNTP/status/984546645969793024?s=20

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***AT 40TH ST. WOLFMAN NEW LIFE BOOKSTORE***

Tuesday, November 7, 2017 at 7 PM – 10 PM E.M. Wolfman General Interest Small Bookstore, 644 40TH ST OAKLAND, CA Berkeley Poetry Review will be holding a release party for the inaugural issue of our new chapbook series: MIDTERM 1 - Localities, Locales, Haunts, including poems from Ada Smailbegovic, Benjamin Gucciardi, Claire Marie Stancek, Jax NTP, and Renoir Gaither. The party will be hosted at the Wolfman New Life Bookstore @ 644 40th St., Oakland @ 7pm and will feature readings by a few of the poets to be published in our chapbook. Snacks and beverages will be included & we hope to see you there!

https://www.facebook.com/events/1962278107363604/

https://twitter.com/JaxNTP/status/997935366186266625?s=20

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Moon Tide Press features me as Poet of the Month and two of my poems: “my anxiety is a yard sale of dead people’s stuff” and “ovary picking”