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Reading at Thursday Theatre of Words & Music

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I'll be reading prose here, and possibly a few poems. Hope you can make it.


What:  Thursday Theatre of Words & Music

When:  September 24rd @ 7pm

Where:  Cornerstone Books @ 45 Lafayette St. in Salem, MA @ http://www.cornerstonebooks-salem.com/

 Who:  Rusty Barnes, Lilly Roberts, and KL Pereira

Contact: thursdaytheatreWM@gmail.com

Thursday's Theatre of Words & Music features three to four established and emerging writers and artists to read/display/perform their work for the public at Cornerstone Books in Salem, MA on the fourth Thursday of every month at 7pm.  An open mic will be held following featured writers/artists--artists are chosen by first-come-first-serve.
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September artists include:

Rusty Barnes has published fiction, poetry and non-fiction in numerous journals and anthologies, including The Rose Metal Press Field Guide to Flash Fiction. Rusty’s book of flash fiction Breaking it all Down was published in 2007 by Sunnyoutside Press.  After editing fiction for the Beacon Street Review (now Redivider) and Zoetrope All-Story Extra, Rusty co-founded Night Train, a literary journal which has been featured in the Boston Globe, The New York Times, and on National Public Radio.

Lilly Roberts is a Northshore poet and photographer.  She received her MFA from The University of Iowa and she currently teaches English and Creative Writing at the Cambridge School of Weston, where she serves as the faculty sponsor of Vault, CSW's literary magazine. In addition to receiving the Lynda Hull Poetry Prize from Crazy Horse Magazine, Lilly has been published in several literary magazines. She is a regular contributor to the online literary and arts journal Art Throb.

KL Pereira has published poetry and nonfiction in numerous journals. She has served as an editor and writer for LiP Magazine, and Whats Up Magazine/Spare Change News, advocacy publications by and for the homeless and underemployed. She teaches writing classes and workshops focused on promoting the power of women’s words and encouraging women to find their voices at The Women’s Center, Center for New Words, East Boston High School, Casa Myrna Vasquez, Freedom House, and Grub Street.

TTWM mission statement:

Thursday's Theatre of Words & Music is a venue to celebrate the imagination and provide a stage for creative works.  We encourage dialogue about product and process as well as the development of a community of committed artists, be they writers, musicians, visual artists or patrons of the Arts.  With its residence in Salem, a historically fertile place where disciplines such as art, oral tradition, mysticism, philosophy and literature have been nurtured, TTWM aspires to make the Arts a more prominent element of the city of Salem and the North Shore Community at large.
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