http://jasonwebertherapy.com/defau11.php No, this isn’t a college-aged rite of passage. It’s a reading at Pioneer Bluffs! Join the Kansas City Voices team at this scenic event space for a day of poetry and rolling Kansas Flint Hills. Matfield Green is truly a one-of-its-kind place in Kansas, and a perfect distance away for a Saturday day trip. Roy J. Beckemeyer and Kimberly Beer… Read more »
Send us your ART, PROSE, and POETRY to be considered for Volume 13! Here are some important reminders to help you when submitting: -DO NOT send us documents with identifying information! Name, phone number, location…all of that should be OFF the document! -DO have your word count (for prose) or your line count (for poetry) written on the top of… Read more »
Sunday, October 26th 2014, 4-5:30pm Come celebrate the 12th volume of Kansas City Voices with our contributors, staff, friends, and supporters. Join us at the Kansas City library, Plaza branch (downstairs and follow the hall the way down to the room at the very east end of the building, you can take the elevator or stairs). Anita Ofokansi, Jeff Tigchelaar,… Read more »
This Friday, January 24th 2014, our editorial staff will each take 10 minutes to read their own work to you. If you’ve ever wondered who’s in charge of reading and accepting your submissions, here’s a chance to get to know them! Event takes place from 7-9pm at the Uptown Arts Bar (38th and Broadway, across from the theater) in Kansas… Read more »
We’re surrounded by darkness and opium is in the air – just breathing it in, the balmy Manhattan night, creates a floating feeling contrary to dizziness. Backs propped against the asphalt slant at the edge of the roof, merging into the vast skyline. 46th Street bustling below, but me and Leila in solitude with the upper city, lit up and… Read more »
The following is an excerpt from Erica’s novel-in-progress The day after the accident, the evening news reported about a young college kid found on Savannah Road, the victim of a presumable hit and run. “It’s a miracle he’s still alive,” said Alicia Summers, the modish reporter, a former patient. She came to me for counseling after discovering her husband was… Read more »
“I’ve always liked Christmas,” she said, hanging the last string of lights on the dying sago palm tree, “It’s the only holiday that makes a girl feel like a woman.” He had no idea what she meant. Overhead the sky was that south Florida blood-orange, the color it always was just before the sun fell beneath the horizon. He stood… Read more »
“What’s your favorite Christmas movie?” “Die Hard.” “That’s not a Christmas movie, it’s a crappy 80s Bruce Willis action film.” “Um, it’s an awesome 80s Bruce Willis action film -– and it’s a Christmas movie.” “No, I’m talking about Christmas movies, like: A Christmas Story, or Miracle on 34th Street, The Charlie Brown Christmas Special.” “I know what you’re talking… Read more »
My dear friend, I don’t know how you are or where, but I hope you’re doing fine. We may have lost touch with each other for some time now, but I haven’t forgotten you, I never will. I don’t know what keeps you from writing to me or calling me, but for both our sakes, I hope it is a… Read more »
One of the first people I told that a poem of mine would appear in Kansas City Voices was “Big Tall” Jim Gall. A Kansas City native, Jim was then playing the role of Slim—magnificently—in the Seattle Repertory Theatre’s production of Of Mice and Men; I was playing Lennie. Jim’s a regular at Kansas City Rep, returning yearly to play… Read more »