A journal of rediscovery
Tetradic Sequence from Below and Above, Before and After blocked ears, closed minds, rage;wisdom falls as late fall’s leaves:heroes’ tragedies *** finch pecks by window February slows him downwarm inside. poor bird *** after the last blastall the leaves curled, browned, crisped, droopedobsolete as arms *** gone. but where you weresmolders
Hello from Poor Yorick! A couple of announcements from our editorial team: Our submissions are currently CLOSED. We will be taking time to revamp our website and read through our standing submissions. Poor Yorick is going through a transformation this year, with new WCSU student leadership. We’d like to
Poor Yorick will be closed to new submissions between May 1 and September 1. … Continue readingSubmissions Closing May 1-September 1
When history unfolds before our eyes, someone captures in words what our emotions cannot articulate. Words curate history. … Continue reading“Words Matter” by Ellen O’Donnell
Announcing our latest call for submissions in honor of National Poetry Month … Continue readingSubmissions Closed: The Poet’s Mask
As I begin my second semester of the MFA program at Western Connecticut State University, I am excited to start writing my thesis. I’ve chosen to write a screenplay about my grandfather’s life growing up in Poland during World War II, the country’s seizure by Nazi Germany, and how my grandfather’s life changed because of the trauma he experienced. … Continue readingUncovering My Grandfather’s Past by Michaela Lawlor
Show us your best flash fiction, non-fiction, poetry, or photo essays that will make our hearts pound and skin crawl–monsters, haunts, gothics, psychological thrillers, or murders most foul. … Continue readingNow Accepting Submissions: Hallow’s Eve Horror, a Poor Yorick Special Publication
As the Poor Yorick Editor, I didn’t want to wear an ermine cape. I went into the experience steeled against the allure of a power trip, but I didn’t need to worry. When I ascended those steps on which I’d been kneeling and turned around to survey submissions, I realized I couldn’t see for crap. The clearest sense I had was of my limitations. … Continue reading“This Piece Just Didn’t Grab Me:” Reflections on Rejection from the (Former) Editor
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During one of my many travels through abandoned insane asylums, I stumbled upon a forgotten object that now calls my antique armoire home. Rockland County Psychiatric Center holds a special place in my heart as it’s one of the first abandoned insane asylums I’ve ever explored. But its history is