Queer. Quaker. Appalachian. Poet. Writer. Gardener. Baker. Purple Guy.
Who am I?
Jason A. Terry (he/they), misplaced Appalachian, uses his middle initial so you don’t confuse him with an NBA player, a rodeo star, or an attempted country singer who is also probably a distant cousin. They are an abuse survivor with a master’s degree in peace. He was once a choirboy. They were once an award-winning queer activist. He is still a passionate international do-gooder. In spite of these things, they have never been especially loud.
As a poet and writer, Jason hopes their words will travel further than their still small voice normally allows. He wants you to listen with intention, like a pet bunny at dinnertime. He wants you to feel love.
Jason grew up in Soddy-Daisy, Tennessee, and studied at Guilford College and American University. He lives, reads, and writes just outside Washington, DC. Their work is published in Plainsongs and The Mildred Haun Review.
Three of my poems are featured in the 2024 Our Wild Garden zine, first performed for an open mic group in DC:
"Delicacies,"
"Twinks of No Particular Gender," and
"Testimony as Testament."
Check out
five of my poems,
"Tennessee Mountain Duet,"
"Small City Gay Bar,"
"Grandma Jane,"
"Highway Home," and
"Sorting Recipes,"
in the 2021 edition of
The Mildred Haun Review.
Read my poem, "Birth Duplex,"
in the Summer 2021 edition of
Plainsongs.
Current projects include a chapbook of poetry under revision, and drafting a semi-autobiographical YA novel.