Icebox Poems

It began with one, then two more small boxes of fridge magnets, and three months of playing every day in a desire to invigorate my creative practice. There was no icebox aside from a vivid memory of Fisher Price plastic letters stuck to my childhood fridge. Instead, there was a metal sheet small enough to rest on my lap, and magnets and quiet and Instagram.

Icebox Poems

“If you’re not following lesleyanneevans … you might want to. Her apocalyptic refrigerator poetry
is stunning.”

Susannah-Joy Schuilenberg

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