Emma Kate Coleman

Joined July 2023

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Bio

An overworked hard news journalist seeking creativity and community. Lover of dogs, antique stores and homemade bread. Thrift queen and photography peasant. Happy to be here. :)

"Write hard and clear about what hurts." - Ernest Hemingway

Stories (24/0)

Don't Give a Crap
I gave myself a lot of rules in 2023. If you scroll back to the beginning of my measly excuse for a list of published stories on Vocal, you'll find very carefully curated poems paired with moody black and white photographs.
By Emma Kate Coleman3 months ago in Writers
Smooth is a Bad Day
Smooth is a bad day. Yeah, smooth sounds cute. But honestly? She's a nightmare. - Smooth is that pale light slipping through Wal-Mart curtains.
By Emma Kate Coleman5 months ago in Poets
Kiss No. 1
Stairwell after school. He grabs my jaw and I crash. His tongue's down my throat. - This senryu was written in response to the Snafu Senryu challenge issued by Vocal: "Capture the essence of an awkward moment in a senryu poem."
By Emma Kate Coleman6 months ago in Poets
Grocery Waltz
Supermarket rush. Narrow aisle. Buggies swivel. He laughs, "Shall we dance?" - This senryu was written in response to the Snafu Senryu challenge issued by Vocal: "Capture the essence of an awkward moment in a senryu poem."
By Emma Kate Coleman6 months ago in Poets
He Tried
He holds pink flowers. "For you. They match your prom dress." Nope. He's colorblind. - This senryu was written in response to the Snafu Senryu challenge issued by Vocal: "Capture the essence of an awkward moment in a senryu poem."
By Emma Kate Coleman6 months ago in Poets
The New Kid
Full bus on last stop. Puffer jacket or stress sweat? No one lets me sit. - This senryu was written in response to the Snafu Senryu challenge issued by Vocal: "Capture the essence of an awkward moment in a senryu poem."
By Emma Kate Coleman6 months ago in Poets
Critiquing Myself
I don’t have a thick skin. Journalists are supposed to. But I don’t. I don't handle criticism well. So, instead of criticizing someone else and hurting their feelings in a way that I know I don’t enjoy, I thought I’d start with myself. Let me thicken my own skin.
By Emma Kate Coleman8 months ago in Critique
Reinventing Poets
My high school creative writing teacher was a legend in our agricultural corner of the county. Well, she was to me. She drove a red Volkswagen Beetle and had two black and white French bulldogs. And she was an honest writer.
By Emma Kate Coleman8 months ago in Writers
Top Story - August 2023
Why the Vocal Community Scares MeTop Story - August 2023
Dear friends, I love Vocal. It's my latest happy place, second only to my local Goodwill, which I frequent far more often than I'd care to admit.
By Emma Kate Coleman8 months ago in Writers
Top Story - September 2023
TomatoTop Story - September 2023
My tongue tingles, my teeth water, my brain echoes their name. Tomato. Tomato. Tomato. Never will a taste be my last, break of smooth, shiny skin
By Emma Kate Coleman9 months ago in Poets
Poop Boots
Laces tied years ago remain tightly undone, and zippers released let my ankles wobble but breathe every sleepy morning, when the dog whines at sunrise and
By Emma Kate Coleman9 months ago in Poets
Top Story - August 2023
MischaTop Story - August 2023
Long ago, far from the ocean, where rocky hills rolled over the horizon, a family toiled day after day corralling a flock of burly, wooly sheep.
By Emma Kate Coleman9 months ago in Fiction

Emma Kate Coleman

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Don't Give a Crap

Smooth is a Bad Day

Kiss No. 1

Grocery Waltz

He Tried

The New Kid

Critiquing Myself

Reinventing Poets

Why the Vocal Community Scares MeTop Story - August 2023

TomatoTop Story - September 2023

Poop Boots

MischaTop Story - August 2023

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