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Scott Ferry marinated in the vital SoCal poetry scene of the mid-nineties and has since moved to Seattle, back to California, and back to Seattle. He taught High School English, practiced acupuncture, lifeguarded, instructed snowboarding, and managed swimming pools. He has finally discovered that his calling is to help Veterans heal as a RN, all the while continuing to write. He attempts to be handsome enough for his brilliant wife and honest enough for his seven-year-old daughter. Through the years, his work has been featured in Blue Satellite, Spillway, Laguna Poets, Crab Creek Review, and Seattle Review. In 2017 his chapbook Book of 24 Streets was a semifinalist in the Floating Bridge Chapbook Contest. He was recently featured as Poet of the Month by Moon Tide Press. In the last few years his work has been published in Radius Lit, Pontoon, Cobalt, Bitter Oleander, and Chaleur, among others. His collection The only thing that makes sense is to grow will be published by Moon Tide Press in early 2020.
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