Put It To Rest Celebrates 500 Followers!
Newsletter 25: From An Idea To Reality…
We Are Growing
Put It To Rest is pleased to announce that we now have 500 followers!
To help us grow please follow us on all platforms:
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Founder and editor, Lindsay Soberano Wilson, created the publication in Spring 2021 with the help of other writers turned editors, such as Aimée Brown Gramblin and GB Rogut, who mentored her.
Put It To Rest is a mental health publication specializing in poetry, personal essays, and short stories.
Lindsay was inspired to create Put It To Rest after the publication of I Call This Trauma in FreshVoices22. The poem champions the empowerment of giving voice to trauma through art.
That is why here at Put It To Rest we celebrate the light after the rain and inspire writers and artists to explore their voices to tell their stories and finally be able to “put them to rest.”
If your writing is raw and vulnerable and you’re ready to put it to rest, then consider joining our growing community of poets, essayists, and short story writers.
Put It To Rest accepts personal essays, poetry, and short stories about life experiences that have weighed on your mental health that you wish to explore through writing as a therapeutic endeavor.
House your work here to Put It To Rest where you can grow as a writer and eventually be featured on Our Writers page.
This is the link to our submissions page
Welcome New Writers
Put It To Rest would like to welcome our new writers, such as Nurul Huda Jamaluddin, Robin Christine Honigsberg, Val's Poetry Shelf, Nolcha Fox, Joao Coimbra, and Desiree Batiste
Recent Submissions
Recent submissions have been concerned with themes of complex family dynamics and relationships such as addiction, grief, suicide awareness intergenerational trauma, healing, and abuse.
Nurul Huda Jamaluddin’s Rude Awakening: Part II
Then, a walk on the rotten path,
Routes of gasping breath,
Neon, bricks and striking siren lights,
Fill his nights,
He is lost…in the nuance of life.
Chris Patton’s The Tides of PTDSD
The bitterly cold winter breeze,
Has stolen my breath a thousand times over,
And as I pass by you, it’s only as a whisper through the dead branches of old trees.
Robin Christine Honigsberg’s Goodbye, Dear Sister
It’s time to say goodbye once again,
knowing I’ll never see or speak to you again
until our mother passes.
Morgen B. Nudel’s Let the Meds Talk
i want to see the amalfi coast before i die before i take it in my own hands and squeeze. the final color to leave my eyes to be sunset orange and pink and purple. a contrast of my everyday favorite black and grey. a lovely way to end the day
Lindsay Soberano Wilson’s The Dead Sea Heals All Wounds
giving your body
back to you
floating atop
the sea of the dead
clad in clay
cleansing and washing away
every single bad day
We didn’t know
how broken we were
until you broke us.
Joao Coimbra’s I will fight for every inch of you that takes a breath
you showed me you were a warrior
without lifting a finger
valiantly upholding a mother’s true nature
to console our young when they are at their weakest
A rose garden of barbed wire
in remembrance that beauty is pain
A dagger which pierces the soul
like all the times I was stabbed
in the back by people
who were supposed to love me
The hourglass of life
trying to make dreams come true
before the clock strikes twelve
and mortality ends with the
last grain of sand
Amanda Justice’s I Lost My Pet and It Still Affects Me
When he died, I couldn’t bear the silence at all. I had to keep some kind of noise going at all times, even when I was sleeping. I would play videos on my laptop and set it close to my bed at night, leaving it running the entire time. I would run my fan as a way of producing white noise to block out the quiet, so I could pretend he wasn’t gone.
Richard Steele’s Whinemaking No More
I’ve been told that depression is the protective layer between our conscious mind and the deeply underlying anger that, if released or otherwise dealt with poorly, will cause a vast swath of chaos and sadness that will be almost impossible to repair. Accepting is one means of extinguishing those fires before they start.
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Lindsay Soberano-Wilson is a poet, teacher, and editor of Put It To Rest and iPoetry. Hoods of Motherhood: A Collection of Poems (2023) was recently released! Lindsay’s debut poetry collection is for anyone and everyone who ever had to learn to love themselves the way they love others (Prolific Pulse Press LLC) and is now available at online bookstores. Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry and Memoir explores how travel shaped her Jewish Canadian identity. Her poems and articles have appeared in FreshVoices, Embrace of Dawn, Poetry 365, PoetryPause, Quills Erotic Canadian Poetry Magazine, Canadian Woman Studies Journal, Fevers of the Mind, and Poetica Magazine. Find her on Medium, Instagram, Twitter, or TikTok.
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