Meet Sudden Denouement Collective Member Georgia Park

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The editors of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective know that our strength is our writers. We hope that you enjoy getting to know them through our new Writer Interview Series.

What name do you write under?

Georgia Park

In what part of the world do you live?

I live in Salem, MA, USA. I lived in South Korea for several years and saved up enough money while I was there that I could have started a life anywhere. I considered moving to Germany or Chicago afterwards, but Salem is my Ithaca. It’s a small, touristy town on the ocean with a community of artists, which includes some of my greatest friends and worst enemies. I need the friends to inspire me and the enemies to keep my competitive edge.

It also has a lot of little pockets of nature for hiking, fantastic diners, is close to NYC, Boston, and Vermont, and…

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I shouldn’t have looked

His arm wraps around you

Lifting your shirt

I saw it through the car window

I shouldn’t have looked


Romance novels and poetry

Turn away from me also

Leaning into the passenger’s seat

When I am feeling at my most pedestrian


And talks about the mass of black inkiness in the sky

And the bold, bright pinpricks

The salty sea which reflects its image

Bouyant but too dangerous for drinking

His hands, wandering

The hot, flushed pink


And leans away from the sturdy

Sort of solidness

Of scheduled dinners and bill payments;

My safe haven


The sky, to me, resembles

The suffocating leather

Of your jacket

It smells processed

With the brassy, white plastic

of political pins


If I had to do romance again

I wouldn’t.

Help me quit my job…

And buy my book! 



This poetry collection has a beginning, middle and an end. It covers two months’ worth of misadventures in the life of an embittered and slightly arrogant young woman who decides to quit her job to become a poet out of spite after being called a few choice names. Sometimes you will like her, sometimes you may not. Sometimes you may laugh or cry or want your money back. But life’s not very fair that way, now is it?

This is a coming of age story, and that age is almost thirty