Brenton Booth lives in Sydney, Australia. He started writing when he was 19. Began sending literary journals when he was 24. After nearly 10 years of rejections he had his first poem accepted for publication. Since then he has been published in over 100 journals and anthologies internationally, including New York Quarterly, North Dakota Quarterly, Chiron Review, Main Street Rag, Naugatuck River Review, 3AM Magazine, Epic Rites Press, Modern Drunkard, Lummox, Big Hammer, Pski's Porch, Van Gogh's Ear, Underground Voices and Nerve Cowboy. He has been nominated twice for the Pushcart Prize. He edits and publishes The Asylum Floor. His full length collections Bash the Keys Until They Scream and Punching the Teeth from the Sky are published by Epic Rites Press.
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Two Poems by Wendy Rainey
Hang Gliding I was sitting in the lobby of the doctor’s office, waiting to be called for my mammogram, when I overheard the receptionist beh...
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Prayers to a Long Forgotten God I want a rose with a thousand flowers, a tin cup sailing from sun to moon, Meryl Streep's million...
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My Bullet it follows me wherever i go reading on the toilet shopping at Walmart walking around Six Flags or watching a movie at the local c...
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Hang Gliding I was sitting in the lobby of the doctor’s office, waiting to be called for my mammogram, when I overheard the receptionist beh...
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