May 23, 2022


Shelly J. Norris



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What Worth (2022-02-28) poem unrhymed

Shelly Norris ripened in the wild west on a farm in Wyoming. She hails from a long line of post- Civil War migrants, pioneers, scofflaws, and illegitimates; wherever there is a "bastard" break in the lineage, that?s her line of people.

To Some Purpose Fitted (2022-03-28) poem unrhymed

"...Like a reporter in April mining the mind of a poet laureate..."

Lavender Limbs (2022-04-25) poem unrhymed

"...I prefer to parse the fictions of homesick revelers returning from holidays..."


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Shelly J. Norris
Shelly J. Norris


Shelly Norris ripened in the wild west on a farm in Wyoming. She hails from a long line of post-Civil War migrants, pioneers, scofflaws, and illegitimates; wherever there is a "bastard" break in the lineage, that's her line of people. She currently resides in the woods of central Missouri with her husband John, two dogs, and seven cats. Please, don't judge.

Working in the shadows grading sub-par college essays, advocating any 12-point font other than Calibri, and editing for other writers, she has been slow to send forth her own writings into the cold world of rejection and possible publication. Her poems appear in Verse-Virtual, Uppagus, Spillwords, Academy of the Heart and Mind, The Drabble, vox poetica, The Cabinet of Heed, and several theme anthologies by Sweety Cat Press, as well as The Owen Wister Review, Open Window Review, Blood, Water, Wind, and Stone: An Anthology of Wyoming Writers, and The Writer's Club/Gray Thoughts. She currently wrestles with several manuscripts trying to strongarm them into telling her what they want to be. More recently, she has begun to publish short fiction.