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Helen R. PetersonHelen R. Peterson is the managing editor of Chopper Poetry Journal out of New London, Connecticut, and has previously published in Fell Swoop, Main Channel Voices, Gloom Cupboard, Tonopah Review, Cartier Street Review, Poor Mojo’s, Wilderness House Review, Battered Suitcase, diddledog, Hiss Quarterly, Right Hand Pointing, Elimae, Haruah, Zygote in My Coffee, Pedestal Magazine (book review), Literary Fever, Debris Magazine and Poetrybay, among others. Currently she has work in Girls With Insurance, Out of Our, and Elephant, and will have work in the upcoming spring issue of poeticdiversity. Her work was also featured in The Work Book, an anthology put out by Poet Plant Press in 2007. She just got an email today that she might be out of work very soon, so appreciates you reading her work, and would like a dollar now please.

 

 

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The Honeymoon is Over

 

I know you’ve since put the bottle down, after the breathalyzer machine back by the bathrooms at the Thunder Road in Dublin we both blew into as a joke after our nachos and overwarm Guinness, but it feels to me that I’m halfway up Canal St. headed to the sunny breakfast hole where that morning I’d eaten beans, bangers, and eggs with tea, listening to the brogue like a blanket floating around my shoulders muttered by men in dark corduroy nearby scraping their own plates clean ,and you’re still waking up in the hotel after sleeping off the last six years, and Baby I’ll try to slow down but you see there’s this new Spanish fusion restaurant, this James Joyce exhibit at the National Library, this sculpture show opening at the Trinity Gallery and I’m sorry, I’m already too late to stop.

 

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Author Links

 

Peterson poem in Lit Up Magazine

Peterson poem in Wilderness House Literary Review

Two stories by Peterson in Moronic Ox

 

 

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