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The Alfa Art Gallery would like to invite artists to submit work for the New Brunswick Art Salon, Fall ’11. There are two artist categories: newly emerging artists and professional artists. All submissions must be in by September 25. Artists will be notified if their work is accepted by September 30. The exhibition opening will be held on Friday, October 21.
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Collaborative Arts (coLAB Arts) is a non-profit organization located in New Brunswick, NJ, dedicated to the development and presentation of emerging local artists. coLAB Arts’ mission is to cultivate a hip, mindful, and inclusive Hub City community of artists, audiences, and critics, empowered to create inspired and inspiring art.
Arts & Culture, Creativity, Poetry »
blackest canopies over this longing suburban town and also the very night time shade of navy where unsinkable ships have glided with coy buoyancy into silence
Creativity, Poetry »
You’ve tangled my feet, I’m caught in your hair.
Soon I’ll be naught but a knot in your hair.
Your eyes make me want you to call me your pupil.
I long for the things I’ll be taught in your hair.
Creativity, Poetry »
It’s a bright and clear day.
Sun creeps through the window
at an inoffensive angle.
Chewing on a crepe at
the café on Easton.
The mozzarella’s barely worth the calories.
Creativity, Poetry »
Oh they grow careless.
And we are daring.
They called us brave,
scouring these fathoms for lost cultures.
Lost like lovers.
Creativity, Poetry »
With my bare hands,
I come for you.
With my long, desperate fingers,
I reach within
And silently
Come for you.
Audio, Creativity »
Thirsty Spoons by our friend Ed. An audio submission from Town Hall Noise Volume III. Enjoy!
Creativity, Poetry »
Dear ——,
I think I know why your voice is so quiet.
I think it’s because you’re a giraffe in a forest of very tall trees,
surrounded by clumsy little deer who all leap and scramble
desperately and neurotically to reach pinches of high up leaves.
Creativity, Poetry »
In my dreams, I am merely but a restless bee who,
Gently prickles you,
My budding tulip,
And savors the golden nectar concealed between your velvet skin of red.


