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Portland Sheets

Marc Olmsted

First Ladies First

Bonny Finberg

First Ladies First i The gold on the lamp is the gold on the chair is the gold on her cheeks and slitted eyes. Her skin, scrubbed to red, the frost on her face matters, fostered in dungeons, by ogres and witches...

o shitty guitar

Thurston Moore

o shitty guitar o shitty guitar we walk down the bowery down the street flashing time ginsberg orlovsky sitting stoops holding hands (on the subway) how dare they beautiful in the heat daring daring young old me...

A Crushed Pepsi Can Floats Down

Bud Smith

A Crushed Pepsi Can Floats Down your side of the world is flooded mine is on fire helicopters circle dropping emptied juice boxes candy bar wrappers crusts from sub-par sandwiches these days even god has a day job ...

The Second Half of the Second Decade of the Twenty First Century

Joel Landmine

A Hundred Tongues

Mitch Corber

A Hundred Tongues A hundred tongues lead me to steer the impossible far-gone conclusions of a sleuth chewing on a clue. In turning an inner ear to the serious nature of plates, I break one, to see what it’s made of....

Dorothy Parker Will Have Her Revenge on Manhattan

Joseph P. O'Brien

Dorothy Parker Will Have Her Revenge on Manhattan Sipping gin & mercury at dawn's bloodthirsty light, she hears the harlequins throb inside their wombs, and she whispers: "God have mercy." Below the maddened crowd, ...

Poet in a Shade of Jade

Sheila Maldonado

Poet in a Shade of Jade I am so jealous of how poor you are of how you are poor your particular stilo pobre The way you put no cash and no money together is uncanny This aesthetic lack of change combined with l...

FREEDOM

Bob Holman

FREEDOM Thanks to Darryl Alladice FREEDOM to put lima beans and black-eyed peas together FREEDOM to take off BB King's watch FREEDOM to shout "Let's hit it" on every Other beat FREEDOM to look at everybody whenever yo...

Praise Song for Today

Jose Padua

Praise Song for Today I am writing in praise of sloth, in praise of doing nothing and by nothing I don’t mean watching television or sleeping, I mean doing nothing: no moving about the house with your arms hanging l...

Passion and Materialism

Jim Feast

Passion and Materialism As I walk, pushing through the flood of the crowd, awash under the breakneck pull of the Flushing stores; the racial mixture, muddy colored, vibrant, mulatto, trying to remember her face ...

Dog Daze of Summer

Patricia Carragon

Dog Daze of Summer These are the Dog Daze of Summer it’s time to go to work! Leave by half past eight and the tin can snake is late again doing its snail’s waltz on rails. Play Solitaire in your head, waste...

The Fear

Thaddeus Rutkowski

THE FEAR I have the fear, But I’m not running around, yelling, “I have the fear!” It is a quiet fear centered in the pit of my stomach. Sometimes it bubbles up when I remember who caused the fear (it was no...

Exhibitionism: The Rolling Stones

John Weed

“Ladies and Gentlemen, the greatest rock ’n' roll band in the world, the Rolling Stones!” So start about half a dozen Stones bootlegs I own. I always cringe ever so slightly every time I hear it. Although I believe it�...

The Logger’s Lament

Jay Frankston

Yesterday’s Hero "I was 12 years old when I got my first axe. Fifteen when I got my first chain saw. I was young, and strong, and proud. My father took me into the woods with him and showed me how we could ...