Tadpole Press

These tiny poems are freeing because they don't have to make sense. What does it mean to be a gleam in a buffalo's eye? What does it mean to be yesterday? Or a Saturday? What if whatever you wrote made perfect sense and no sense at all?

Creative living isn't about waiting for the perfect studio, the right materials, or that elusive "someday" when we'll finally have enough

As November approaches, many writers are gearing up for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), an international writing event in which wr