Editor @ March 31, 2009 # 3 Comments
One Night With The Flying Cock Woman
by doug draime
She said, she believed
someday she would fly off
the earth riding on
a hard cock. Though, she sounded
completely serious, I never
thought for a moment
(as talented as she was
in bed), that she could
get any farther away than
the bedroom door … maybe …
riding on a hard cock. But I [...]
Editor @ March 30, 2009 # 2 Comments
Ancestors Living in Casitas
by vanessa carlisle
The first time Wendy gave in to José she had, in what should have been her moment of rapture, the peculiar sensation that she was being judged by hundreds of his matrilineal ancestors who thought she was bony, pasty, and devoid of soul, and when she confessed this to him, [...]
Editor @ March 28, 2009 # 2 Comments
the echo of my doldrums
by oscar smiles
i was bugs bunny that year
all i remember is a polaroid
long table lotsa people
me right in the middle
on the way there i was so happy
the black witches pot right on the corner
on the way to grammas house
ma wasn’t too happy
she was sad at gramma
i think gramma was sad at [...]
Editor @ March 27, 2009 # 2 Comments
montana fireflies
by bo sacker
Infrequent April sun comes to warm molten snows
in moose wallows where the luminescent beetles dance
indecent pirouettes. The marshy meadow glows,
from fertile bugs, skirts upraised, begging for romance,
rushed by impending death, to couplings conjugate.
Drowned larch skeletons protrude from the mossy muck,
proud sentinels where peregrine [...]
Editor @ March 26, 2009 # 5 Comments
i leave my bed unmade
photo and words by nicoletta da ros
i leave my bed unmade
whenever i enter the room, someone different is making it
someone who stays for a while
sharing a word
or just a gaze
worth a million discourses
we speak the language of dreams
they come from distant years
wearing clothes weaved with tears
of abandonment and fear
they enter with [...]
Gene @ March 25, 2009 # One Comment
thought sword
by gene defcon
Brazen clerks unionizing
Like coarse tufts
In a lawn yet mown
I cut you down
I cut you down
This is Louisiana
I cut you down
cerebella @ March 24, 2009 # 4 Comments
jH(*Y7YTHoho.
by cerebella
asteroid to asteroid. the tidal foam of
middle-mind disasters is ticklish. glue
neverletgos peel and blacken. purple
cape
neck
cling
yellow
hair
annie
pupils.
when lostest, you can trace
sheep, engrossed in petting them.
my muse-chaos died of
grief and i, too stubborn,
neglected to bury her. she was the shape
of an erratic coil of rave-light straws.
she thawed, muddy coloured. hours
passed. i stared. [...]
Editor @ March 24, 2009 # One Comment
stuttering tape deck
from the Larva Cultists
i turn off the switch
to the motion detecting light
still slowly
step outside
for a cigarette
and there is my neighbor
outside
washing a 15 x 5 foot row
of crushed aluminum cans
its like a bolt of sequence has been rolled out
i walk to the fence
and ask her whats she’s doing
“getting paid”
she replies
and there is the near [...]
s.e.e. @ March 23, 2009 # One Comment
Close the Ground
by ed foy
In a place where people learn to die
the intersection of car and bomb and building
becomes a math problem to be solved
and on the other side of the equal sign
is flesh smoke blood a hand in the gutter
Our night vision is perfect but our foresight is blind
knights in armor cavalry reminisce on [...]
Editor @ March 21, 2009 # One Comment
On the Back Porch
by dorianne laux
The cat calls for her dinner.
On the porch I bend and pour
brown soy stars into her bowl,
stroke her dark fur.
It’s not quite night.
Pinpricks of light in the eastern sky.
Above my neighbor’s roof, a transparent
moon, a pink rag of cloud.
Inside my house are those who love me.
My daughter dusts biscuit [...]