Sarah Kersey

Who’s open for full-length poetry manuscript submissions right now?

The Myth of Whiteness in Classical Sculpture Greek and Roman statues were often painted, but assumptions about race and aesthetics have suppressed this truth. Now scholars are making a color correction.

Greek and Roman statues were often painted, but assumptions about race and aesthetics have suppressed this truth.

Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston

hypervigilance At night, I peel off my skin and hang it inside my closet door. I like the feel of walking around without questions. Sometimes I stand over the pots on the stove, let the heat seep through my breastbone like a balm. Sometimes I sit in front of the box fan and sing into the stream of air. My voice splinters, comes back to me as chorus. Sometimes I fly short distances, like from the first-floor landing to the foot of the stairs. I like the way air feels on the exposed flexors in my feet. It reminds me there are many ways to getting free. When I'm done, I crawl into bed, my thoughts billow like open tents against the sky, its luminous grain. Into this he walks, like a husband returning from the fields. But we never talk about the flelds. He begins by recounting my day, naming each stuttered word, each moment I held open my hand, awaiting the grasp of another. He cups my face with its lidless eyes and shudders, tells me never to have children. He slips into my skinsuit, performs a pantomime. He laughs about my secrets, remembers my childhood names, which he grinds into the air with his peppered tongue. The flakes fall against my houseless flesh. In the morning, I must return to my skin. Beneath it I will burn until it is night.

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HYPERVIGILANCE

I’m now booking fall dates for my book tour! I’m available for readings, craft talks, interviews, class talks, podcasts, all the things! DM me!

It’s official! Residence Time was named a finalist for this year’s Medal Provocateur of the Eric Hoffer Book Awards! DM me if you’d like to order a copy with the medal on it, or if you would like a medal to stick on your copy!

Who’s open for poetry subs right now?

My poem “White Water” is featured in today’s edition of @swwim.bsky.social ! You can also hear me read it on the website!

My next stops on book tour. Come through! @taylorbyas.bsky.social

Residence Time is up for an Eric Hoffer Book Award 🤯 Final results will be announced in April 🤞🏽 I cannot thank Newfound enough for believing in me and my work 😭 💛

I actually just recently finished Their Eyes Were Watching God and yessss rabies is very real, very terrifying, very deadly 😭

Thank you so much Brett, it’s great to hear from you! I hope you enjoy the collection, and find something useful 🙏🏽

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This is 31 bb: a girl, her hoops, and JOY!!

Poetry Review - Sarah Kersey's Residence Time — MudRoom The “before”—an apt preoccupation for a chapbook entitled “Residence Time” —is infinite and confined in the poems of Sarah Kersey’s debut collection. Kersey begins several poems with this refrain, cre...

New review of Residence Time is in the newest issue of Mudroom Magazine. Thank you so much to Ayesha Shibli, who read my work with such sharpness. I learned so much about my own work. Here’s the link:

www.mudroommag.com/book-reviews...

Does anyone have good recommendations for lamps to alleviate seasonal affective-esque loss of energy?

I’ve had some pretty off the wall dreams lately yea

I’m working on developing a craft talk I’m giving in the spring and I’m looking for some feedback as I sit and build it: as a writer, what draws you to the phrase “the body” and why do you use it?