I was born in 1957; I voted for Dwight D. Eisenhower. I've been published in many online journals. My mouth is dry from the Lithium and my cold veins are gushing warm blood as we speak. I've never been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Is it dusty in here, or is it just me? My body is a rectangle of tangles and right angles (I believe in geometric expression). But what should I do with this severed arm, Ma? My work has appeared in Iowa and on the Moon. I have translated Sylvia Plath and Ogden Nash into Sanskrit. My mother told me three things: to cross my i's, dot my t's, and stop dressing like a whore. So I became a prudish proofreader. (Remind me to take my Prozac in two hours.) God is not my co-pilot; He's my chauffeur. He drives me to greener pastures while I drink Jesus juice from the wet bar in the back seat. I'm sick of seeing black flies covering the faces of black children. I'm sick of seeing one-eyed cats in cruel cages. I plan to get my Master's as soon as this crippling depression passes. I've been translated into Italian, Farsi, and Pig Latin. (I've heard that the pigs really squeal when they hear my poems.) Last night I dreamt of hearses and amputations—or maybe it was horses and allegations (REM sleep has terrible acoustics). When I eat strawberries, I blush. When I drink milk, my tongue swells. When I drink wine, I have epiphanies. Jewish girls don't get epiphanies—we get matzo ball soup, bad marriages, lousy sex. My latest chapbook is Corpus Delicti (Body of Crime). I have no idea where the body was hidden. My lawyer thinks he can get me off. I'm honored to have my work published in this journal. Does this bio need to be in third-person? Is it too many words?
Cindy Hochman, from Brooklyn, New York, is the president of "100 Proof" Copyediting Services and the editor-in-chief of the online journal First Literary Review-East. She is on the book review staff of Pedestal Magazine, and writes reviews for Home Planet News, great weather for MEDIA, and many other publications. Recent poems are published (or forthcoming) in the New York Quarterly, CLWN WR, Arsenic Lobster, Lips, Pirene's Fountain, Monkey Bicycle, Levure litérraire, Clockwise Cat, Glimpse (Canada), and Kiyi (Turkey). Her 2011 chapbook, The Carcinogenic Bride, has been recommended on Winning Writers. Her latest chapbook is Habeas Corpus, from Glass Lyre Press.