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Second Harper Lee novel to be published in July

February 8, 2015 – 11:47 am | No Comment

NEW YORK (AP) — “To Kill a Mockingbird” will not be Harper Lee’s only published book after all.
Publisher Harper announced Tuesday that “Go Set a Watchman,” a novel the Pulitzer …

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Skies Command the Ego Dogs

February 28, 2015 – 4:09 pm | No Comment

Skies Command the Ego Dogs
by Pat A Physics

At night, the machine sleeps insect sleep with the crushed tablet
in its water tube attachments. You dream about it, the solvent,
and parts of the machine that are inaccesible. Your life dents
back the on going secret gulf. It arrives under a carpet, invisible.
We danced on the carpet for days. You taught me every dance.
It’s late, in the wee hours, and the machines dance very slowly.
Once, I took a look behind the vanity plate to see what was there.
That is where I found you. You had a different name and wouldn’t
talk to me. We took walks up a great hill when it was still daytime.
At the top of the hill, we stopped and stared out at the icy sky.
The sky is made of ice, I think, was what you said to me. I liked it.
You told me that the clouds were steam from the ice. You shook.
I offered that we should share my coat. You refused with a gesture.
We left the hill and saw a rabid dog chewing on a rock. It made
terrible sounds like a broken machine. We stood looking at the dog
hurting itself and you sung soft words to the dog to try and coax him
over to us. It worked and we drove him into town. He joined
a large family and we see him on walks. He still loves rocks and
makes that god-awful noise. I wish that dog would just shut up!

When You Hugged Me

February 27, 2015 – 5:53 am | No Comment

When You Hugged Me
by Travis Catsull
water mouth waits there
sitting on the counter
boiling my moccasins
late
into the morning
with a can of ham saved
for the rest of our lives
simply
we are only a few
less …

The Girls of Winter

February 26, 2015 – 5:37 am | No Comment

The Girls of Winter
By Jim Harrison
Out the window of the bar I’m watching
a circle of girls stretching and yawning
across the street. It’s late January and 74
degrees. They love the heat …

Hard Night

February 25, 2015 – 5:24 am | No Comment

Hard Night
By Christian Wiman
What words or harder gift
does the light require of me
carving from the dark
this difficult tree?
What place or farther peace
do I almost see
emerging from the night
and heart of …

Gathering South Asia Through Our Eyes for Maggie

February 24, 2015 – 6:11 am | No Comment

Gathering South Asia Through Our Eyes
for Maggie
By Mary Ann Sullivan
Of water won and wonder woo
And water lost and arbor under
Sat and yellow pink and yellow
seat and granite bench and there
we …

THE FIRST RAIN OF THE SEASON

February 23, 2015 – 5:07 am | No Comment

THE FIRST RAIN OF THE SEASON
by Santiago del Dardano Turann
The first rain
Of the fall
Crept in stealth
Just at dawn
In a tap
On the glass
What I felt
On my bones
Was a flow
Anapest
Of wet life. …

Where Did It Go?

February 22, 2015 – 5:00 am | No Comment

Where Did It Go?
by Jeff Dutko
Where did it go?
The salt of the city
that seasoned our conversations
and spiked our efforts with exuberance
This earthen city, now plain and dry
left with only …

If I Were Just a Body.

February 21, 2015 – 6:46 am | No Comment

If I Were Just a Body.
by Pride Ed
An autopsy would reveal that I
swallowed too many stars,
and every incision would look
like hideously-done cursive.
The busing inside and out
would be treated like ink …

Glass Factory

February 20, 2015 – 6:54 am | No Comment

Glass Factory
by Doug Draime
For several months
every night
my grandfather
would fall asleep
sitting in front of the television
after dinner, which he would
just pick at and
never finish. Every night
he would
wake with a start
between 8 …

Notebook

February 19, 2015 – 5:45 am | No Comment

Notebook
by Patti Smith
I keep trying to figure out what it means
to be american. When I look in myself
I see arabia, venus, nineteenth-century
french but I can’t recognize what
makes me american. I …

The Seasoned Land

February 18, 2015 – 5:52 am | No Comment

The Seasoned Land
by David LaBounty
a summertime weekend.
northern Michigan.
the towns and countryside seasoned
with septic tanks and deer
with churches and clean living
with young and old
either drunk or high
from too much boredom or …

Night Thought

February 17, 2015 – 6:37 am | No Comment

Night Thought
by Bill Knott
Compared to one’s normal clothes, pajamas
are just as caricature as the dreams
they bare: farce-skins, facades, unserious
soft versions of the mode diem, they seem
to have come from a …

… And Jaundice For All

February 16, 2015 – 8:53 am | No Comment

… And Jaundice For All
by Parker Neely
Gradual recreational suicide on this molding meat host
for consuming, destructive and devolved parasitic primates
living in hives like us is predictable behavior and appearances.
Stagnant elimination …

THE PLEASURE SPHERE

February 15, 2015 – 8:31 am | No Comment

THE PLEASURE SPHERE
by BZ Niditch
In a flowing checkered mu-mu, the internationally broadcast TV reality show host Renata speaks over her microphone.
“Today we make history as our pilot series “Robot Reality …

5 Love Poems By Neruda

February 14, 2015 – 8:39 am | No Comment

5 Must-Read Love Poems By Pablo Neruda
Neruda’s love poems were often dedicated to his wife, but anyone can read them to their sweetie. Read these five poems and dedicate …

Happy Valentine’s Day!

February 14, 2015 – 5:42 am | No Comment

If You Forget Me
by Pablo Neruda
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if …

Leo Howls for US

February 13, 2015 – 5:07 am | 5 Comments

Leo Howls for US
by Leo Lichy
I
Sun-kissed faces, Painted Ladies, boats and bridges, knotted hills,
cars in rows like dominoes about to topple,
queens and hippies, girls and gays, a rainbow flying over …

It Can’t Be True

February 12, 2015 – 5:33 am | No Comment

It Can’t Be True
by Michael Brownstein
That we belong to one of the last generations
To See an uncontaminated sky
And walk through enough forest
Stretching for hundreds of square miles
Uncharted and completely surrounded …

A PRIVATE EVANESCENT CONVERSATION

February 11, 2015 – 6:02 am | No Comment

A PRIVATE EVANESCENT CONVERSATION
WITH
MY REAL SELF
AFTER
A BAD TRIP THROUGH PHANTASMAGORIA
By Dr. Mel Waldman
Heavy eyes slowly emerge from the Void; surreal dark eyes open up like a black flower of unknown …

’50s Closet

February 10, 2015 – 7:55 am | No Comment

’50s Closet
by Frank Scarangello
Walking South, tall and lithe
high heels clicking
young men turning
catching a surreptitious glimpse
from behind.
before her descent
into the subway, heading home
she gazes in Bonwit’s windows
at the scarves.
Breathing deeply, somewhat …

Ephram Pratt Exits into the Silence

February 9, 2015 – 7:40 am | No Comment

Ephram Pratt Exits into the Silence
by Jack e Lorts
Tucked into an opening
between silence
and nothing,
the signs on the noise
of a threadbare,
buoyant tunnel of air
sing with the voice
of wilderness
plagued by ice,
an incendiary …

Unwanted Travels

February 7, 2015 – 10:20 am | No Comment

Unwanted Travels
by Maria A. Arana
I’d put a prize on
memories
once cherished
and disguised
When things made sense
and my job was not in line
I’d seal the vault
of inexperience
once benign
and appreciated
Lest I accept my fate
as …

CIGARETTES AND STOLEN BASES

February 4, 2015 – 8:54 am | No Comment

CIGARETTES AND STOLEN BASES
by Monica Hall
The young woman sat in the cool sand at days end.
Her little lad was diligently working the wet sand,
busily constructing a masterpiece near the water’s …

Ride that Mappaloosa

February 3, 2015 – 4:35 am | No Comment

Ride that Mappaloosa
by Dan Raphael
Map
Paper tear
A map in shreds
Map shreds made into a globe
Light shines through
Improper projection
Right side up—ask the sun
No stars below
The map behind the map
A virgin grid
Crow vs. …

It Can’t Be True

February 1, 2015 – 3:42 am | No Comment

It Can’t Be True
by Michael Brownstein
That we belong to one of the last generations
To See an uncontaminated sky
And walk through enough forest
Stretching for hundreds of square miles
Uncharted and completely surrounded …

Act of God

January 31, 2015 – 7:24 am | No Comment

Act of God
By: Halifax
revival
you’re not a religion
you’re a tent church
blown over during services
as if some god had blustered back
in a spinning side wind
to upstage a red-faced
evangelical backslider shill
living off his …

craigslist housing post Oakland, CA 2012

January 30, 2015 – 5:24 am | No Comment

craigslist housing post Oakland, CA 2012
 $700 queer organic anarcho-zen band art coven haus (oakland north / temescal)
How can a rental agency claim to be equal opportunity and then ask for …

The eyes of the water are open

January 29, 2015 – 4:42 am | No Comment

The eyes of the water are open
by Smokey Farris
The eyes of the water are open
The ears, however can not hear
the sounds made by the cave birds
who seduce men from the …

Auntie Loach

January 28, 2015 – 4:30 am | No Comment

Auntie Loach
by Pat A Physics
I used to fly with my aunt places.  But she passed away and now I fly alone.
She would always get the window seat and shut the …

Tea

January 27, 2015 – 2:13 am | No Comment

Tea
by Volodymyr Bilyk
Tea and
end th-th-th
those-tah-tah
those-toes-toss-those
ta-ta`s
and th-ee
those
toes-toss-and-they-are
those-those-toes-and
end th-th-th
and ebb-o`th-th-th
those-toes
toss-ta-ta-ta`s
toss-ta-ta-ta
and th-th
those-and-they-are
end th
and th
ta-ta-ta
toes-ta-ta`s
those-and-ones
those-toes-toss
and
those-toes-and
those-tosses-and-ones
ta-ta-ta-ta
and th-th-th
ta-ta-ta`s
ta-ta-ta`s
and th-th-th-th
those-toes-ta-ta
those-and-they-and
end th-th-th…
(swill will
swell well)

Insha’Allah

January 26, 2015 – 7:25 am | One Comment

Insha’Allah
by Danusha Lame?ris
I don’t know when it slipped into my speech
that soft word meaning, “if God wills it.”
Insha’Allah I will see you next summer.
The baby will come in spring, insha’Allah.
Insha’Allah …

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