Originally from New York City’s Mafia Borough AKA Shaolin AKA Staten Island, Jessica Heron has lived in all three regions of The Garden State AKA The Armpit of America AKA New Jersey and is currently biding her time within the “Outer Coastal Plain” region of the Pine Barrens, more popularly known as “The Jersey Shore”. Land acknowledgment: Lenape Nation.
Jess is a poet, applied linguist, and sick AF. Her poems et cetera have appeared in Let’s Stab Caesar!, Horror Sleaze Trash, Hot Pink Mag, BRUISER, The Daily Drunk, Tiny Spoon, Corporeal Lit, Alien Buddha Press, Michigan City Review of Books, and many other lit and artistic locations. Jessica is the Editorial Assistant, and a Poetry Reader and Lead Fiction Reader for Okay Donkey Magazine. Formerly she was a radio DJ, international backpacker, accent coach, wife that one time for that one year, lifeguard/hero, church choir singer, bus person, sensitive document translator, and always, always, your friend. And sometimes, sometimes, a Best of the Net Anthology nominee — 2026 baby!
This bitch has studied and received degrees in filmmaking, literature, linguistics, and poetry throughout institutions based in USA and Europe, and is officially done with school and anything else resembling a schedule, and she would really like to stay put for a while. She discovered this desire in Riga, Latvia as Chestnut Review’s 2025 writing retreat scholar, along with the meaning of home in homesick. She deeply thanks Chestnut Review for this beautiful epiphany and many other fun learnings.
Jessica AKA Jess AKA Princess Cake enjoys taking coffee on the patio while the bees are sleeping, discerning all the blues in the ocean horizon, and quietly observing nightfall as circadian ritual and human right. She deeply believes, as Grace Paley wrote, a person should be in love most of the time.
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