Jolie SimmonsA Kodac Moment…and he says in a voice full of fire and rhyme he talks about heroes and comic books and magic powers talks about religious experiences on a bridge gods in catches and swells burnings eyes like sound water that forgot and hands that remember everything patterns engraved like invitations, stains ground into tips and heels; he feels… and he remembers all nothings. Where Your Name Is I close my eyes, I dream of snow and I dream of where your name is. The snow falls, the sun shines and the seasons do their thing and I think of where your name is. People sing and they read and they kiss; the world goes on as it does I continue to dream and sing and read but part of me is stuck like a stutter; I figure you'd be laughing right now if you knew where your name is. Jolie Simmons was born under an auspicious sign in June 1967, the summer of love, the day peace was declared from the Six Day War, and has been trying to remedy an incomplete education ever since. A native of Long Island, she most recently finds herself living in Atlanta, by way of West Virginia and D.C.; she plans to live in many, many more places. Both blessed and cursed a Gemini, she writes, designs, photographs, illustrates, prints, sings… and reads everything she can get her hands on. Jolie wrote her first poem at the age of four, has been writing all her life and was published a fair amount when she was much younger but then stopped showing her work for several years. Upon the closing of her twenties, she is pleased to discover a new writer within her psyche and has been stretching her wings and fingers furiously since. She is a core member of The Usual Suspects, an Atlanta-based writers' group, co-producer and -publisher of The Usual Suspects Meet Frankenstein and producer and publisher of the upcoming Bride of The Usual Suspects (both are book & audiobook sets). The latest in a long tradition of late bloomers, she plans to live a long life as it may take a while for her to find time for everything. She hopes to be catching a nap sometime soon. Home | Editor's Desk | Poetry | Prose | Guidelines | Email | Links |