Melissa Carroll learned samba from a gorgeous Brazilian bartender in his Buzios apartment, slept in an Australian cattle field, and once found a $50 bill in Brooklyn after slipping on a patch of New Years Eve ice. Her chapbook The Karma Machine won the Peter Meinke Prize and has been published by YellowJacket Press. She has been published in Barely South Review, Blood Lotus Journal, The Splinter Generation, and others. She is currently a poetry editor for Sweet: a Literary Confection and a nonfiction editor for Saw Palm Journal.
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