Laurence Overmire grew up in Cleveland. An actor/director/writer, he has worked on stage, film and television in New York, Hollywood, and points in between. His poetry, eclectic in form and often provocative in its direct confrontation of social issues, has been widely published in the U.S. and abroad, including "American Muse," "Kimera," "Main Street Rag Poetry Journal," "Red Coral," "Lynx: Poetry from Bath," "Poetry DownUnder," "Cotyledon," "Thunder Sandwich," "Samsara Quarterly," "Jack Magazine," "Stirring," "Free Zone Quarterly," "Pogonip," "Kookamonga Square" and many others. email@example.com
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