MiPOesias: The Oldest Profession

Sex work, as Jenni notes in her opening letter, are two of the most loaded words in our culture. I have good friends who used to be either strippers or prostitutes -- I even dated a few. One of my best friends worked a phone sex line to make money during college. And since I deal in confessional poetry, you might find out something surprising about me in one of the four poems featured in this issue.
Jenni also writes...
"...for this issue I chose pieces that went deeper than opinion -- writing that questioned the meaning of the phrase 'sex work' itself. And in the end, that general category 'sex work' is exploded and challenged by the writers refusal to reduce a human life to theories and catchphrases, and instead capture the universal experience shared by all of us: love, growing up, honesty, rejection, curiosity, vulnerability, compassion, doubt, desire, loneliness and beauty."
P.S. Jenni just posted that The Village Voice gave the new MiPO a shout out on its Naked City blog. How appropriate. Here's the link.
Comments
I checked out Ms. Russell's upcoming "Strip". Looks juicy.
Your writing filter has compeltely disappeared. lol
GAV