Arsenic Lobster poetry journal
Issue Twenty-five
Spring 2011
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Jessica Dyer
Jessica was raised and educated in little Indiana towns. She lives, writes, and teaches in Chicago. She hates mushrooms so much. So much. If she had one message for the world, it would be this: eliminate fungi from anything “garden vegetable.” Know your kingdoms! Her work has appeared in Ariel, OVS Magazine and on NPR.

Jeff Gundy
Jeff lives in a very small town in Ohio, which as he wrote this was threatening to become a rain forest. He has published five books of poems, the latest Spoken among the Trees. He listens to a lot of folk music, reads poetry, science fiction, and politics, plants a messy garden every spring, and has been married to the same woman since 1973. In 2008 he was a Fulbright lecturer in Salzburg and missed the garden.

Jonathan Lohr
Jonathan is a covert government agent charged with taking down literary journals via submission. Although he does not apologize for his actions, he plans to come clean through a tell-all book in hopes of a movie option starring Leonardo DiCaprio.

Dennis Mahagin
Dennis's poems and stories appear in journals such as 42opus, Absinthe Literary Review, Stirring, Juked, Exquisite Corpse, Unlikely 2.0, 3 A.M., and Underground Voices. He's also an editor at Frigg Magazine.

Janet Passehl
A visual artist who exhibits in New England, New York and Europe, Janet recently decided that, the visual arts not being lucrative enough, she would become a poet. To that end, she attended Stonecoast Writers Program, graduating in July of 2010. Her work has been published in Court Green. Urban by nature, she paradoxically lives in the woods of Connecticut with her husband Chris and their two greyhounds, Wish and Wee.

Simon Perchik
Simon, now a retired attorney, spends his days in the local coffee shops writing poetry. His poems are non-narrative and are intended to inform the reader by way of the subconscious. His poems have appeared in Partisan Review, The New Yorker, Arsenic Lobster and elsewhere. His site is

Henry Shifrin
Henry is quiet, relatively unpublished. His daughter and son are his best assets. His wife, his best friend. He works as a software engineer in St. Louis, MO; hobbies as a graduate student working toward an MFA in poetry.

Amanda Marie Silbernagel
Amanda is a poet from Fargo who has spent much of her adult life shedding her North Dakotan accent, with some success. This fall, Amanda will be pursuing philosophy graduate work in Texas, where she may or may not appropriate a new accent to later shed. To read more poems and philosophical compositions by Amanda, go to her website:"

Leah C. Stetson
Leah writes a blog called “Strange Wetlands,” and recently penned an Ode to Swampthing, who is probably also her ideal lover. Why can’t more men be like plants? Leah is a vegetarian. A former park ranger and graduate of College of the Atlantic, Leah is a human ecologist. That sounds like ‘gynecologist’ but it’s very different. She’s on the adjunct faculty at Southern Maine Community College teaching the much-loathed and required English Composition course to freshmen but warps firefighters and heating & air conditioning tech majors into writers by the end of term. She lives at Nixie’s Vale, a cottage in the lakes region of southern Maine, with her rescued animals and a gang of petal-pushing hummingbirds.

Karrie Waarala
Karrie is a circus aficionado and tattooed lady with pinstriped suits and a degree in accounting hiding in her closet. When not working on her MFA in Maine, she lives in southeast Michigan in a town as unpronounceable as her last name. She makes a mean chocolate cheesecake, but really wishes she could tame tigers and swallow swords.

Ruth Whittier
For Ruth, identity has been a struggle since recently locking herself out of a hotel room. She sought the maid and she, perhaps unsettled by the sight of Ruth without bra or shoes, called security. The security guard called Ruth's room and together they listened to the phone ringing since Ruth did not answer. Then, asking Ruth to stand behind him, he entered the room calling her name. Such an experience has Ruth thinking that existing within poems may, in fact, be a more solid place than the folly of herself in the world.

Moira Richards
Moira lives in a small town between mountains and the sea on the southernmost edge of Africa. She loves to read, to be cooked for, and to get down and dirty with the rampant vegetation in the garden. She hangs out online at

Judy Mercer
Judy has been painting in watercolors since 1995. Initially taking an introductory class in New Jersey, she has since taken workshops and studied with several highly respected and nationally-known watercolor artists. Her photographs of local scenes and florals are the basis of most of her paintings, which are filled with rich color and an underlying glow. Her work has been accepted into many juried exhibits and shows, and has won many awards. She has attained signature membership status in both the Florida Watercolor Society and the Pennsylvania Watercolor Society. She continues to strive to reach greater heights in her pursuit of the fine art of watercolors. Her work hangs in many private collections and may also be seen at Artists Guild Gallery in Vero Beach, FL

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