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Meet Alex Woz, the Jewish artist fighting antisemitism through ‘70s designs by Zoe Bayewitz

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This article is a finalist in the 2024 DC College Student Arts Journalism Competition. Read more about the 2024 competition here.

Alex Woz grew up as an Argentinian Jew surrounded by hateful rhetoric, directly targeting his identity. When his family immigrated to Los Angeles, they were met with constant and rampant antisemitism; they had rocks thrown at them and swastikas were painted on his locker at school.

“Four of the nine kids I had invited to my Bar Mitzvah at age 13 turned out to be neo-Nazi skinheads only five years later,” according to Woz’s biography.

Woz, who’s now 26, felt the need to bury his identity, accumulating shame for an aspect of his identity that was constantly ridiculed.

Meanwhile, Woz grew up to be an artist– which he always had been, drawing encouragement from his artistic mother. His art didn’t reflect his Jewish identity; he originally painted landscapes and anatomy.

“Before my art had a meaning, before it had a purpose that existed outside of myself, it was purposeless. It was voiceless. It existed for no other reason that I liked to do it,” Woz said in an interview on Monday.

The antisemitism he faced finally hit a breaking point, and Woz decided to explore his Jewish identity rather than hide from it.

“I got in touch with my local Chabad, began studying Torah, and immersed myself in the Jewish community of Los Angeles, learning as much as I could from my peers,” Woz’s biography explained.

Woz began seeing artistic inspiration in his religious studies, and changed the focus of his creations.

“When I started making artwork for the Jewish people, and once my art actually had a purpose beyond itself, I became a lot more…motivated,” he said about his Jewish artwork.

He struggled to publish his art at first because he dealt with perfectionism and criticized his own work. He also knew that publishing unapologetically Jewish art would come with a price, namely his career, which was in designing album covers.

Woz was suddenly faced with a dilemma.

He had a question to ask himself: “Are you going to commit career suicide in the name of actually representing what’s right and what you know to be inherently true?”

According to Woz, his approach to Judaism used to be a “sanitized” way–with no mention of Israel or Zionism– just the most inoffensive, secular version of Judaism there is. He knew that in order to publish his Jewish art, he had to be willing to lose “friends”; those who invalidated Israel’s right to exist, especially after the events of Oct. 7.

“If I have to commit career suicide to maybe get this out there or to encourage more people to do this, I’ll be the first one,” Woz said.

After jeopardizing friendships and career opportunities to keep his identity, he made undoubtedly Jewish, Zionist designs.

“I expected more backlash, but I actually got way more love, way more people giving applause to me,” Woz said about his transition to Jewish art. “For every message that I get that’s hate, I get 500 that are of love.”

Now, Woz is confident in the impact his art has made.

“My Tikkun, my purpose in life, which is to make art, to empower Jewish people, really revealed to me the psychology of why artists share their art to begin with,” Woz said.

Woz’s art is known by Jewish creatives around the world, with over 30,000 followers on Instagram. Students at the University of Maryland feel inspired by his unique merging of art with Jewish values.

“We can be Jewish, but also be authentic to our artsy self, which isn’t really represented a lot,” said Lily Katz, a junior sociology major at the University of Maryland. “I think it’s even more powerful to merge your own interests with Judaism.”

Woz draws inspiration for his artwork from both of his parents. His mother’s artistry encouraged him to make art; she wanted for her son what she too dreamt of.

“[At] age 12 to 13, my mom had to work in a factory in Argentina, and she would take her paycheck to the paint store to buy paints,” Woz said.

Woz’s father loves ‘70s music, and the design of that era– album covers, funky prints– attracted Woz, which influences his unique, retro style of artwork. He is drawn by “things that are weird, things that don’t make sense, things that break rules.”

“I grew up listening to, you know, all of the best ‘70s music, like Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Genesis, all of these bands. And one of the things that I loved the most was the album cover,” Woz said. “The ‘70s was such a renaissance for great art and great design and great music.”

Orrin Berkeley, a senior animal science major at the University of Maryland, appreciated the modernity of his art.

“Jewish art in the past…always felt like it was a bit ancient, or at least a century old. It was very like, ‘Jewish culture is the Fiddler on the Roof,’” Berkeley said. “[His art] makes me feel as though I can be Jewish and keep it seriously, while being a modern person.”

Woz also pulls influence from E.M. Lilien, a printmaker and illustrator who captured the complex identities of Israelis in the early 1900s. Lilien photographed people in Israel and illustrated them, displaying true Jewish identities to the world.

“His work deals with Jewishness on a really real lens,” Woz said. “He showed that we are a Middle Eastern people…that we are an indigenous people, very profoundly.”

Woz continues capturing the Jewish diversity that Lilien did, aiming to represent the robust culture of Judaism and Israelis.

Woz encouraged students, especially Jewish artists, to stick with their identity, advocate for themselves and embrace their Judaism in everything they do.

He explained that Jewish artists have two options. They either have to take on the burden and pressure of being a Jewish artist, or “[create] art that’s not authentic. You’re creating art that’s not you, and that sounds like a punishment rather than a reward.”

Zoe Bayewitz is a writer and journalism major at the University of Maryland, College Park. She is the Features Editor for Mitzpeh, the university’s Jewish student publication. Her love for writing and design has channeled into music/entertainment reporting, graphic design and social media management. She hopes to combine her passions for travel, culture and the music industry with her writing and design skills, becoming a well-rounded and creative journalist.

Poet Jane Shore Stitches It Together by Ella Mitchell

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This article is a finalists in the 2024 DC College Student Arts Journalism Competition. Find more information about the 2024 competition here.

A central thread stitches together much of poet Jane Shore’s creative works: the clothing she can’t forget.

Shore, an English professor at GW, said she once believed that her stories from growing up above her parents’ dress shop in New Jersey weren’t interesting enough to write about.

But Shore said, in a poetic sense, the idea of sleeping a floor above a shop that sold coveted women’s dresses — which she hoped to one day wear herself — symbolized her ambitions for the future. Her parents’ dress shop would go on to appear in a slew of Shore’s autobiographical poetry books like her 2012 narrative collection of poems “That Said.”

“It turned out to be something like a subject — something that I knew very, very well,” Shore said. “And it’s something a lot of people hadn’t written about before.”

Shore now uses clothing as a source of inspiration in the classroom. In her course Imitations, a class on contemporary poetry that encouraged students to write poems that mirrored or challenged the prose of selected pieces, Shore gave a simple assignment: write about an article of clothing. Shore said she was amazed by the students’ willingness to open up through poetry, divulging sensitive information about their lives linked to personal items of clothing during the workshop.

“I felt something very amazing had happened in that class, just everybody connecting in a wonderful way,” Shore said. “Just seeing what poetry can do and what teaching could be.”

Now, after a decades-long career as a poet and educator, Shore’s 35 years at GW are coming to a “clothes” as she plans to retire to her home in Vermont.

After graduating from Goddard College and receiving her master of fine arts degree from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop, Shore’s poetry career began in 1971 through a fellowship at Radcliffe College — a former women’s college that was incorporated into Harvard University in 1999.

During her time at Radcliffe, Shore said she studied under the poet Elizabeth Bishop, who she said many consider the best poet of the mid to late 20th century, and later worked alongside her at Harvard University. She said Bishop remains the most impactful teacher she’s ever had and demonstrated “amazing powers of observation” that continue to inspire Shore to this day.

“Although I’ve read many, many, many poets, I think I’ve been most influenced by her poetry,” Shore said. “It’s about the world, and it’s about people.”

As a working poet, Shore has published six books of poetry, including the 1996 “Music Minus One” and the 2008 “A Yes or No Answer,” a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. She said her work is primarily autobiographical, covering everything from her New Jersey childhood to becoming a mother at 41 to her love for Vermont.

“I thought, ‘In order to be a poet, don’t you have to sort of have flowers in your hair and grow up and experience beauty and life and death?’” Shore said. “But in fact, I thought, ‘My parents own a clothing store, like my experience, even though I’m interested in all the arts, my parents, their life, what’s downstairs going on as I’m upstairs is pretty interesting.’”

Shore began her work at GW in 1989 as a Jenny McKean Moore writer-in-residence, a year-long teaching fellowship in creative writing within the Department of English. She said she applied for a tenure-track position after completing her fellowship and was pleased to settle down at a university after years of teaching at institutions across the country, including Tufts University and the University of Hawaii.

“When I met the faculty and the students, this just felt like home,” Shore said. “I just loved everybody.”

Shore said GW stands out among all of the universities she’s taught at because faculty and students bring a heightened level of commitment to the craft of creative writing.

“I think I have never met as wonderful students as I have,” Shore said. “I mean, any place I’ve gone, people have been fantastic. But every year that I come back to GW, it’s just amazing, amazing, amazing people — kind, smart, talented.”

Professor Mary-Sherman Willis, an adjunct professor in the English department, said Shore broadened students’ understanding of and appreciation for poetry, whether they enrolled in her course for personal interests or to fulfill a GPAC requirement.

Willis said Shore always created welcoming classroom environments that encouraged students to face the challenges of writing poetry, like navigating poem structure and sensitive subjects.

“There’s an exposure and a vulnerability in writing poetry that you don’t get in the rest of the school experience,” Willis said. “And she made sure that every student knew that they were in good hands, in safe hands with her, and that they were gonna have fun.”

Jillian Noble, a senior majoring in psychology, took Shore’s Imitations course as a freshman and is now enrolled in Shore’s other course offering, Around the World in 80 Poems — a course where students read and analyze a selection of poems every week and workshop their own poetry with their peers.

“Professor Shore is just one of the most genuine professors I’ve ever met,” Noble said. “The love that she has for her students, and the encouragement she provides is just crazy unreal.”

Since four years have passed since Noble last enrolled in one of Shore’s courses, Noble said she wanted to reach out and reintroduce herself before spring classes began.

But Shore beat her to the punch. Noble said the professor emailed her and another student who took Imitations to tell them how excited she was to be a part of their senior year after first teaching them as first-years.

“It was really heartwarming to know she remembered us and had been thinking about us,” Noble said.

Antonio López, an associate professor and the chair of the English department, said he has seen evidence of his colleague’s creative influence on her students’ poetry in the 18 years since they’ve known each other.

“Jane is a superb poet who sparked in her students both a genuine curiosity about how that art form works and a desire to create wonderful poems of their own,” López said in an email.

Lisa Page, the director of creative writing for the English department, said her history with Shore goes back to the 1990s when the pair met through the PEN/Faulkner Foundation, a literary award program in D.C. Page said she appreciates Shore’s strong support of other Moore fellows at GW by inviting them to her home and sometimes even renting out her home to them.

“Students loved her ability to lighten the emotional weight of creative writing; she made them laugh even as she simultaneously invited them to put their souls on paper,” Page said in an email.

Ella Mitchell is a sophomore at George Washington University studying journalism and marketing. She serves as an editor for The GW Hatchet where she covers Foggy Bottom news including local government, homelessness, unions and construction. In her free time, Ella loves reading, drinking boba tea and volunteering.

TomorrowXTogether shines bright in The Star Chapter: Sanctuary but burns out too quickly by Sagun Shrestha

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This article is a finalist in the 2024 College Student Arts Journalism Challenge. Find more information about the 2024 competition here.

Floating high above the clouds, TOMORROW X TOGETHER (shortened to TXT) brings us over the moon, away from the harsh realities of life on The Star Chapter: SANCTUARY. With multiple tracks alluding to the concept of heaven, it’s no surprise that this EP feels otherwordly, creating a record full of both light and love.

Released in early November, the group’s seventh mini album SANCTUARY glistens and glimmers. Big Hit Entertainment, TXT’s record label, describes the EP as “a tapestry of emotions, hearts and minds racing as two people meet again under a starry sky,” telling the story of beautiful moments spent together. The tracks on SANCTUARY certainly live up to this description, with songs like “Heaven” and title track “Over The Moon” sounding like they were written in glitter gel pen. But rather than drawing out the romance, SANCTUARY clocks in at only 14 minutes and 52 seconds over the course of six songs. Though the EP follows a love story, it is a flame that burns quite brightly, but also burns out far too quickly.

In line with TXT’s lore and the group’s intensive world-building—a notable trend among K-pop artists—SANCTUARY explores the feeling of being in love. Though TXT generally releases their projects in minisodes and chapters, with The Star Chapter marking a new storyline, SANCTUARY can be consumed as a standalone since it has its own internal structure. Unlike other EPs that only focus on specific singles, the order really matters here, with attention given to the placement of each and every track.

Opening track “Heaven” depicts “that first moment together” as shimmery and shiny, relying on the repeated motif of heaven to describe what being with their lover feels like. Complete with classic love song buzzwords like like “baby,” “magic,” and “crazy,” and the bubbly build-up in the pre-chorus of “You make it, you make it, you make it feel like,” it’s not hard to envision the euphoria they’re feeling.

SANCTUARY marks a shift for TXT from the start, moving onto bigger and brighter things with love as their remedy. In their older sad songs like “0X1=LOVESONG (I Know I Love You)” (2021), they had claimed there’s “no place for me in heaven,” providing a stark contrast to their new opening. “Heaven”’s rollout also stands out from a marketing perspective, considering it was the first song off of SANTUARY to be teased and came with pre-made choreo. Opening tracks, despite their first-place position, don’t typically receive such special treatment in k-pop comebacks, and instead are set aside with the rest of the b-sides, or secondary songs that aren’t the main single, to be advertised and performed occasionally. But with a smooth drum beat, entrancing whistles, and some synth inspirations to keep the song’s energy flowing, “Heaven” sets the bar high for the rest of SANCTUARY, making clear why the song is so deserving of its spotlight.

The EP continues its usage of celestial elements in lead single (or title track, as they’re called in the Korean music industry) “Over The Moon,” which marks the next stage of a love story: anticipation for a shared future. Though the single begins with the makings of a smooth jazz track—which is not completely out of the realm of possibility for a group as versatile as TXT—“Over The Moon” quickly picks up in liveliness, calling back to the incessant need to be with a lover. First asking “Let me hold you, let me hold you closer” then describing feeling like soaring “when you’re in my arms,” the members really hone in on the romance. Choi Soobin’s impressive falsetto also serves as a reminder of the group’s overall vocal capabilities, capabilities which have taken a back seat to diverse new production choices in other recent releases. The range found in SANCTUARY, however, in both vocal capacity and production style, proves that the two can be highlighted simultaneously without sacrificing one for the other.

An ever deepening love is foretold in “Danger” where TXT seems to be falling harder, almost to the point of crashing. Despite the danger their relationship presents, they can’t see reason, because their lover is their “ride or die.” Autotuned ad libs in the background let out an occasional “oh!” as if getting burned, which is exactly how they describe this love. Furthermore, the futuristic, techno sounds give the illusion of alarms blaring—but, seemingly, in a good way somehow. In the next stage, “Resist (Not Gonna Run Away)” outlines the determination to hold what’s most dear close. As the music intensifies with a steady drumline, rapid guitar strums, and fervent clapping, the message pivots to a more possessive tone: “‘Cause I don’t wanna live without ya (I can resist) / I’ll endure anything for you (I can resist).”

Though both “Danger” and “Resist,” like “Heaven” and “Over The Moon,” are undeniably catchy, there is still something deeply underwhelming about SANCTUARY in its entirety due to the distinct lack of bridges leaving the record infectious but unfulfilled.

Private expressions of love are explored in “Forty One Winks,” which masterfully takes elements from early 2000s R&B without appropriating the original genre. Silky and smooth, the song doesn’t feel out of place among the other pop-centric tracks, evoking the same kind of soulful longing that characterizes the EP as a whole. Despite this otherwise faithful rendition, “Forty One Winks” does miss out on a bridge, relying on the chorus and post-chorus to fade out almost unsatisfyingly, without proper closure. For a group that hinges so heavily on narrative structure, leaving out a bridge is like cutting out the climax. Without this most essential story element, there is no epic buildup—not to mention it also leaves the song at under three minutes, which is frankly too short.

SANCTUARY closes out with “Higher Than Heaven,” a song about determining when someone is your one and only. At long last, one of the songs features a bridge, though the measly four lines do little to bulk up the length of the track: at two minutes and 41 seconds, it is the longest on the project. Though the mini album started with “Heaven,” an already utopic track, the group finds a new high in this tale’s happy ending, rising even further above this aforementioned paradise with their beloved. Teetering towards pop-punk instead of its bubblegum counterpart, subtle rock features in the form of electric and bass guitars provide a refreshing take on the otherwise slightly overdone pop love song, while also emulating the boy bands of the early 2010s. The ascending “high, high, high”s—especially used for promotional content—also give insight into each member’s character, allowing their individual personalities to shine through with a bit of playfulness.

Although the mini album is in some ways a treacherous journey through the stars, SANCTUARY is no fall from grace. Ethereal and angelic in all the right ways, TXT has cemented themselves as a group capable of spanning genres and styles. While the EP’s brevity endows it with a high replay factor, this choice comes with a tradeoff: the uncanny feeling that something is missing. And it is a tragedy that in so many of these songs, the missing piece is simply a bridge, a dying relic in this time and age in the music industry. While the quality of TXT’s work has not necessarily diminished beyond repair, their evident prioritization of quantity at the moment has resulted in a half-baked final product. SANCTUARY is also indicative of a wider, unhealthy trend. With multiple releases in 2024 alone, and a series of nonstop tour and event dates, TXT’s output is greatly outpacing what is feasible for a group to do. It’s no wonder why their leader had to go on a temporary hiatus citing health concerns. Though TXT burns bright at the moment, they are also at risk of burning out.

Sagun Shrestha is a senior at Georgetown University studying Government, Psychology, and Journalism. She calls Montgomery County, MD home. She also writes for The Georgetown Voice, Georgetown University’s student-run newsmagazine, and is the Leisure Executive editor, a section that takes on all things, art, entertainment, and culture.

One Poem by Faith Stern

PAIN

Incessantly demanding recognition

Like the penetrating ticking of a tightly wound clock

Is the knowing.



Knowing we shall not be,

Knowing, though I close the door

It will not cease,

Despite my gasp,

“No more.”

Faith Bueltmann Stern, poet, writer, and musician, has taught at colleges in Maryland and the Midwest. Her poetry and prose can be read in Preview, New Writer’s Journal, Fodderwing, Grub Street Writer, Gunpowder Review, Chesapeake, and the St. Louis Genealogical Society Quarterly. She is the author of Getting There with Faith: Adventures of a Travel Addict from Bielizna Press. Born in California, she lived near Kalorama Circle before moving to Takoma Park, MD.

Featured Image for this post: The Prague astronomical clock (in Old Town Square) was installed in 1410 by clock-makers Mikuláš of Kadaň and Jan Šindel, and is the oldest functioning Astronomical clock in the world from Andrew Shiva / Wikipedia / CC BY-SA 4.0

Five Poems by Virginia Bell

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Meuse I

Pron.: /ˈmjuz/

a depression left
in the grass, a shallow
bowl, or profound,

a gap in the hedge
the hog trespassed, in other
words, not the animal

but the space through which
it moved, a river,
the water having graved

out the dirt and stone,
cast a place for itself
to run, helter-skelter

*

or the imprint of the Buddha’s
butt on a mountainside,

the Virgin Mary on toast,
Christ in a snowbank,

in other words, like pareidolia,
Greek for “beyond the image,”

or call it magical thinking,
air-castle, desperation, need

*

from the Middle French for “hiding place”
so, also, the inside shelf above
the closet door, invisible if you didn’t

look straight up upon opening, where
I stashed myself so that I was
always the last one found,

nestled there, I loved listening
to the sound of seeking—pounding feet,
muffled shrieks, and, at last, sighs—

their pretense of giving up
on me, as if I hadn’t performed
this trick a thousand times

*

or how you can also hide
in time, like staying in bed
and pretending to sleep

to avoid saying goodbye
to someone leaving
for another continent

their laughter on the other side
of the wall, leaving impressions
like a hand’s sweaty stain

*
the handprint of a beloved
in cement, finger furrows into
which you—or anyone—

can try to place your own,
palm against where-another-palm-
once-was, so trace

of a pilgrimage, of an ephemeral
immanence, mark
of hoof, of claw, of ball or heel

Meuse II

Pron.: /ˈmjuz/

Panther Hollow,
part of a park
in Pittsburgh,

a valley, or “holler,”
past home of the now
locally extinct wild cats,

pooled with water
in the deep dip between the trees
and long, steep stairs

but which I understood as
hollow panther,
hungry,

or lonely,
its belly translucent
as an Xray

or a sonogram
of a nonviable
blastula

which my mother
witnessed four times
in her life

the hollow panther
of her own body
on a screen,

the ultra-sound of
soon-to-be emptiness,
and so, my sister and I became

DES babies, the impression
diethylstilbestrol
[Pron. / dī-ĕth′əl-stĭl-bĕs′trôl′ /]

or, to speak more plainly,
synthetic estrogen,
left on us:

the risk of clear cell
adenocarcinoma, and that’s
a lot to swallow

*

What was the cure
for panthers
like my mother?

What is it still?
You guessed it.
An evacuation.

A scouring, a raking,
leaving a hollow to be filled
another day—or not—

*

We played in the woods
by the hollow.
Raced on the stairs.

Dared to swim.
Pretended to fish.
Dug for loose change

in the muck. Rubbed sticks
into fire, or tried to. Kept watch
for a sleek form

to move through
the shadows. Later, a girl
I knew in high school

was stalked in the hollow while running.
Caught, pinned, and filled
against her will.

Meuse III

Pron.: /ˈmjuz/

that scarred cleft
under the cliff

of your chin,
where the swing

swung back
that pore

turned pit
after the oil

slicked your
face, that ghost

forest, after fire
or flood, ghost

apple, after pre-
mature frost, ghost

wolf after near
extinction, now

coiled into
coyote DNA,

that way
a grudge

makes a home
circling and

circling, mulish
and mean

it’s in the cup
of my hands

even as I try
for grace

Meuse IV

Pron.: /ˈmjuz/

metaphor for
memory, not the

surface dive
of the short term

but the hippo-
campus-driven

journey to the epi-
sodic, risking

the bends
upon return

to the Present.
Hippocampus, Greek

for “horse”
plus “sea-monster,”

or its gentle
cousin, “seahorse.”

Named concretely
for the shape

of the organ, like
the dress I remember

wearing to my father’s
second wedding,

printed with purple
hippos, rippling

when I moved,
a zoetrope

on my body,
or the red slap

of my mother’s
hand on my face, or,

the grenade
thrown at someone

by my own voice
years later.

Rise carefully
after you go there.

And if you return
too quickly

to the present,
your head spinning

round like an anima-
tronic figure in

a haunted house,
bend back

over, and try
again, find that

bowl of cream
you learned

to whip into sweet
sweet soft butter

Meuse V

Pron.: /ˈmjuz/

metaphor for a hole
in the heart that is, in
the wall between

the ventricles, the prime
pumping chambers, considered
congenital but caused,

most likely, by toxins
ingested by the host
to save its own life

while pregnant, or a hole
in the pipes in the body
of a city, its prime pumping

station subject to
corrosion, corruption,
then everything

sneaks in, the decaying
tunnels seeping their own
lead into themselves

perhaps you’ve read
my friends from Flint
who write about Flint

perhaps, like me, you’ve
booked a flight to L.A.
and haven’t yet read

that the water won’t
be safe to drink after
the wildfires—you’re used

to only worrying about
water in Mexico—perhaps
we will meet in L.A., bottles un-capped,

clink them together
in a dull plastic smack
of sound—

even lead asks us to appreciate
the impression it leaves,
the half-life it once had,

how it dares to trespass.
I’m reminded of the way I leak
into myself

in the best and worst ways—
it takes all I’ve got to decide
which is which

Virginia Bell is the author of the poetry collection Lifting Child from the Ground, Turning Around (Glass Lyre Press 2025) and From the Belly (Sibling Rivalry Press 2012), Virginia Bell won NELLE Magazine’s  Nonfiction Prize in 2020 for the personal essay, “Chicken,” and her poetry won Honorable Mention in the 2019 RiverSedge Poetry Prize, judged by José Antonio Rodríguez.  Her work has appeared in New City Magazine, Five Points, Denver QuarterlySWWIMEAP: The MagazineHypertext, The Night Heron Barks, Kettle Blue Review, Fifth Wednesday Journal, Rogue Agent, Gargoyle, Cider Press ReviewSpoon River Poetry ReviewPoet LoreThe Nervous BreakdownThe Keats Letters ProjectBlue Fifth ReviewVoltage Poetry, and other journals and anthologies.  Bell is Co-Editor of RHINO Poetry and teaches at Loyola University Chicago and DePaul University. Please visit www.virginia-bell.com

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