cerebella @ October 31, 2008 # 2 Comments
pneumonia
by cerebella
the fragrant
heaving flowers
and their translucent
shocking petals.
so?
how nurturing
the ooze is, seeping
in its freckled center,
leaning over
one of them weird-striped bugs
who just died smiling.
the itching goddamn
rain drops bothering
me: ‘come inside’.
almost never.
Editor @ October 30, 2008 # 2 Comments
slow dance
by matthew dickman
More than putting another man on the moon,
more than a New Year’s resolution of yogurt and yoga,
we need the opportunity to dance
with really exquisite strangers. A slow dance
between the couch and dining room table, at the end
of the party, while the person we love has gone
to bring the car around
because it’s begun [...]
uselessidentity @ October 29, 2008 # One Comment
untitled
by peter
So that’s what you want.
A figuritive line, the drenched palm
spawning curlicues in the dust.
Oh, and while we’re at it how about
the all mighty metaphor
with twisted snake head
and blood dripping from its jowles?
That image was floating
above a toothless rag-beast
as I walked past her
the endless line of bags and
shirtless conversations
crouched gargoyles on low
brick walls into the [...]
diydanna @ October 28, 2008 # 2 Comments
Love Hurts
by diy danna
Bondage
I cheated on my taxes and my husband,
and blamed a lack of appreciation.
After placing his penis in a vice
to the delight of video voyeurs,
I called an attorney, my new bottom.
Discipline
My new sub never complains about the handcuffs
and stuffing his mouth with cotton balls.
The beatings started when he forgot
my birthday and our anniversary-
the [...]
Elizabeth C. Neavel @ October 27, 2008 # One Comment
Slippery
by elizabeth c. neavel
and I could not sleep
all I could think about
was how you told me you
wanted me to spread them
and how you liked that I got so juicy.
and I opened the window
letting the cool October air
whisper over me
my nipples grew hard
my hands forgot themselves
and I began to wander
and the sirens
that wail in the middle [...]
sister goat. @ October 26, 2008 # 3 Comments
little things
by sister goat
you put your bootprints on my brain,
tacked your tinseled hands to the loving tender tissues
(gray and grooved and
mostly unused)
muscled mucus membranes of my brain,
and i will never know your
wood grain ways,
thighs thick
as thorns.
born into and a
mess,
silt soaked dress,
i could not rescue you,
could not wrestle
with the river crest.
and now i lay
your crescent breasts
to [...]
misener @ October 24, 2008 # 2 Comments
That’s Not Me
by shawn misener
Who you see in that picture is not me
He’s some guy I found up North
and hired to be Shawn Misener
He only cost me a week a year
at this beautiful Lake Superior timeshare
***
Sometimes people recognize him
saying:
hey, you’re that writer from Lansing
or Flint or something
The guy who wrote that story
where the Cookie Monster [...]
Jaie Miller @ October 23, 2008 # One Comment
Water will find a way
by jaie miller
Save our dreams/ continuous, slow / wings expire / grown men weep into the chest of a female destroyer / eyes numb / the story continues / my rivers are all secrets / to the goddess in me/ reverse the sequence to be honestly free/ Fallen angels – Rising [...]
Editor @ October 22, 2008 # One Comment
The Mangrove House
by sandra beasley
In April I lined up my best figurines
and brought the hammer down repeatedly.
I made a pile of hands, a pile of eyes:
only the mouths escaped, lipping
quietly under the bed. In May
I built a house in the root of a mangrove
and slithered in on my elbows,
weaving the door shut behind me.
They thought [...]
pat @ October 21, 2008 # One Comment
I Don’t Want You
by Pataphysics
Ahem, this is Larry Lopswann.
Hello, Larry. This is Billy. You gave me your card the other day, and I thought I’d call you.
Who is this?
Billy. It’s Billy. You remember, from the other day. Well, I just gave you a ring and thought about what we talked [...]