Ran
Ran by Matt Ronquillo Stagnancy deactivated like psycho-Texas-era-revival-mode. Like using the same preposition too much to describe everything. Fuck wasting time. The bone-encased anti-homing device
Month: January 2011
Remainder
Remainder by F.A. Nettlebeck so you really start to fucking wonder when they shake your hand like once this shit insurance salesman told me when
Why don't we value poetry?
Why don’t we truly value poetry? Yet again, a major literary prize has been won by a book of verse, and the genre has rarely
hostile witness
hostile witness by Halifax repeat offender afloat in space the likeliest suspects get selected from the jury pool to stand trial before a frozen mathematics,
Origami
Origami by Kimberly Ruth Fake trees bleeding water like ticking clocks and folded napkins. She said seas sin or something like it.
Review of Now That We're Here by Elizabeth Rees
Winner of the 2007 Spire Poetry Chapbook Award Now That We’re Here (c)2008, Elizabeth Rees ISBN 13: 978-1-934828-01-4, $8.00. “It is surprising to find in
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?print(‘Sometimes’); by Dr P Fenderson Sometimes I look behind the vinyl chairs before I sit down not trusting that something might not be there like
Outlaw poet F.A. Nettelbeck dies.
Fred Nettelbeck, 1950-2011 by Stephen Kessler F. A. Nettelbeck, who died Jan. 20 in Bend, Oregon at age 60, is probably the most important avant-garde
Lost
Lost by Alexandra Batson The room sits untouched: Purple, The color of grape cotton candy. A rocking chair in the corner Waits For its first
Posthumous Jim Carroll book on the way.
By Eryn Loeb 1. I can’t rationalize my teenage obsession with Jim Carroll in any really satisfying way. From where I stand now, it looks