Keith Mark Gaboury

Oakland, CA 94610
(913) 579 - 7080

Author's Bio

Keith Mark Gaboury earned a M.F.A. in creative writing from Emerson College. His poems have appeared or is forthcoming in such publications as Poetry Quarterly, New Millennium Writings, and a chapbook through The Poetry Box. Keith is a Pushcart-nominated poet, preschool teacher, and runner in Oakland, California.

Publications and Prizes

Anapest, Bacopa Literary Review, Barely South Review, Boston Poetry Magazine, Chaleur Magazine, Crab Fat Magazine, Dual Coast Magazine, Eclectica, Five 2 One Magazine, Fredericksburg Literary and Art Review, Full of Crow, Garfield Review, Green House, Into the Void Magazine, IthacaLit, Literary Juice, Map Literary, New Millennium Writings, Oddball Magazine, Permafrost, Poetry Quarterly, Red Fez, Sooth Swarm Journal, sPARKLE & bLINK, After Happy Hour Review, The Birds We Piled Loosely, The Ear, The Gambler, Write From Wrong Magazine
Prizes Won: 
1) The 40th New Millennium Writings Poetry Contest (Honorable Mention): "The Milky Way in L.A." 2) The 2017 Green House Poetry Prize Finalist (Orange Quarterly): "City Brain" 3) Who Do You Think You Are? (Podcast, Episode 4: "Is This A Practical Talk Or A Spiritual Talk?"): "Hibiscus in the Bedroom" 4) 2017 Rebecca Lard Award Finalist (Poetry Quarterly): "Project Echo" 5) Monthly Muse #4 Award Winner (New Millennium Writings): "Beginnings"

Personal Favorites

Favorite Books: 
Black Boy (American Hunger) by Richard Wright
Favorite Authors: 
Richard Wright

More Information

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Identifies as: 
Caucasian, Feminist, French, Irish American
Prefers to work with: 
Children, Gay/Lesbian/Bisexual/Transgender, People with Disabilities, Teachers, Teenagers
Fluent in: 
Born in: 
Berkeley, CA
Raised in: 
Olathe, KS
An Astronaut’s Daughter Speaks: Under this supermoon sky, / rot spreads beneath the floorboards / of your former living room // where mom counts her diner tips. / Is there enough for dinner? // On the front yard, weeds / spike out all around. Up up. / I vault my sight to the stars // poisoned since you left / Denver’s city lights / leaking into my 1-87 horizon. //
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Last updated: Apr 08, 2019