Poem
SKIN HEAD
Michael Rothenberg
SKIN HEAD
This planet needs more martyrs
Yay martyrs!
Sacrificed on the Altar of the Holy Beast
For the sake of the Holy Dream!
Poet Hang, E. 4th St. Ave. B, 1979, photograph by Philip Pocock
Everybody kno...
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Poem
Attrition
D. Nurkse
Attrition
When we were children our teacher explained the war.
She drew it on the blackboard until her chalk squealed.
The dust of her erasers made us cough. What had she drawn?
Rommel’s pincer movements? The oval m...
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Poem
Brooklyn
Todd Colby
Brooklyn
The trees in Brooklyn are the same color
as cooked hamburger.
I know the song of the cardinal
and it goes a little something like this.
Pangs twist a belly, until it dawns, eat! The light in
early Decemb...
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Poem
THE SADDEST MAN ON EARTH…
Alan Kaufman
THE SADDEST MAN ON EARTH...
...ignored how the rain felt
as he left home
for the last time
Wore down
his boot heels
searching for the woman
of his dreams,
but never understood
tha...
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Poem
The Loneliness of a Lost Horseshoe
Valery Oisteanu
The Loneliness of a Lost Horseshoe
I did not dream a broken bone, a hole in my foot
But my limbs suffered from accidental falls
Biographers would be seduced by my pain-blues
I have shattered my toes, some of them twic...
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Poem
Service Agreement
William Lessard
Service Agreement
The service provider does not guarantee, represent, or warrant that your use of the application will be uninterrupted or error-free. You agree that the service provider may cancel the service at any time...
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Poem
Taxi Night
Cliff Fyman
Taxi Night
I WANT YOU TO STOP!
Like don’t go with me!
I’m sure it’s fine,
maybe I don’t
need to go, I don’t
know, maybe I should
just wait ‘till morning.
Like I don’t know!
If I wait another hour
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Story
Bunny Embers
Jane Ormerod
Bunny Embers
A melody ponytail, a middle-name smile, an old-fashioned jig with the neighbors. A wipe of the windscreen, sunscreen. Gimme the Carter, the Marlowe, the town protector, the well-breakfasted, the special ones ...
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Poem
No Blink
Christopher Romero
No Blink
In patched Victorian Iron
Fast, fibrous, connected tendrils
She closed her eyelids reflecting the rays of inspection
The surface appears, sparkles, flattened day time fireworks
Sideways tall marsh grass and c...
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Poem
Rabo de Peixe
Thurston Moore
Rabo de Peixe
What brings terror
into your life
nothing really
It's a misunderstanding
of nature
A single plant of its own
color, yellow
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