September 2012: One Year Anniversary!

Rosebud Ben-Oni
Born to a Mexican mother and Jewish father, Rosebud Ben-Oni was a Leopold Schepp Scholar NYU and a Rackham Merit Fellow at the University of Michigan. She is an alumna of Women’s Work Project Lab for New Perspectives Theater, and currently at work on a new play. She is a co-editor for HER KIND, the official blog of VIDA: Women in Literary Arts. Her work appears in Puerto Del Sol, Arts & Letters and The Texas Poetry Review. Her first collection of poems SOLECISM (Virtual Artists’ Collective) is forthcoming in 2013. She is all about 7 Train Love and lives on the border of Sunnyside and Woodside. Find out more at

Sean Hembrick
Sean Hembrick is a fiction/non-fiction writer currently living in Manhattan. He recently graduated from the Queens College MFA program and is working on his memoir entitled, “Let the World Dream Otherwise.” Sean has read at KGB bar in Manhattan and at the annual CUNY Turnstyle event. Sean’s writing speaks from emotion and experiences in the life of a human being. Check out some of his work at

Karen Levy
Karen Levy is a New Yorker who spends her summers in Santo Domingo. She is currently working on a novel about life in the Dominican Republic.

Jenny Ortiz
Jenny Ortiz is a quite serious 25 year old New Yorker, except when unicorns (specifically chubby unicorns) are involved. Currently she is teaching at St. John’s University, Adelphi University, and LaGuardia Community College (see, quite serious). When she isn’t teaching, she’s hanging out with her friends showing off earth and water bending skills (not serious, but super fun). When she is alone and it’s raining, she likes to read Haruki Murakami, or listen to the Broken Bells and daydream. If you want to be a fan, you can read Jenny’s work on,, Jersey Devil Press,, Break Water Review, Stone Highway Review, Eighty Percent Magazine and InkSpill Magazine… or you can follow her on Twitter: Very soon her work will appear in Main Street Rag Magazine’s Tattoo Themed Anthology and the Fall/Winter Edition of Carnival.

Michael Stahl
Michael Stahl is another “Boundless Tales” success story. Having never considered himself a poet, Mike was essentially forced into reading last October by Pedro Gonzalez and Aida Zilelian-Silak, with one of them telling Mike that the show was going to be Halloween-themed. It was not, so he awkwardly read a scary poem about the end of the world, while everyone else just read about whatever topic they wanted. Despite the miscommunication and severe lack of presentable content, Mike was introduced to Audrey DiMola, another reader that night, who insanely coaxed him into contributing to a website that both her and her boyfriend published called Mike did so, writing miraculously irrelevant articles about whether or not Keith Hernandez should be in the Baseball Hall of Fame and where Seinfeld might belong on New York Magazine’s Approval Matrix. Even though his work was completely out of place in the current social landscape, he had begun to think he could actually become a professional writer, interviewing F-list celebrity Ted Alexandro and a director friend of Audrey’s named Nick Calder because Mike couldn’t get Martin Scorcese to return his calls. Mike began to take steps towards quitting teaching, a career he had nurtured for 11 years, gathering thousands of dollars in school-loan debt so he could be in the classroom, with the hopes of continuing on this new artistic path, that may or may not lead to Scorcese. He procured a job bartending without any experience to speak of, which lead to an inevitable increase of alcohol consumption and fatigue. He would however continue to bitterly educate his students, somehow being granted tenure. Aida Zilelian-Silak would ask Mike to read for “Boundless” again last April. He continually pushed back Aida’s submission deadlines and while on stage, drunkenly informed his audience that the then-pregnant Aida can be really nasty in email correspondence. Mike also dedicated a poem to Audrey, the only person who had ever published him in his life, entitled “Attention Whore.” Working more and more at the bar, drinking more and more, teaching less and less effectively, and alienating himself from friends as Spring blossomed around Astoria, Mike didn’t write a goddamned thing, but only grew more sure that a life with no health insurance was just what he needed. He finally got around to writing a piece on photography in the summer that was immediately rejected and mailed a letter of resignation to the high school that employed him about a week after that. Now a full-time bartender and waiter, Mike has chosen the writer’s lifestyle that he hopes will afford him more time to drink and perfect his womanizing skills.