Word Graffiti from Central Mexico
Word Graffiti from Central Mexico By Dan Hedges Between alpha-thoughts, Warhol sucks limes, where Pontiac and derivatives of art-freedom, levitate, sacrosanct. Baroque patterns of chaos
Month: February 2012
Immortalize
Immortalize by Vincent Cooper You hung up your wings took a sharp left there was no panic in your heart as you opened the door
The Smell of Rain
The Smell of Rain by Michael Albanese When he peels out of the motel parking lot, he fails to notice how the rusty, dry dust
Spike
Spike by JW Mark I return to spike the live-long morning Dull brained, mush mouthed, drunk in dread For burn bright egg goo gore made
Geoff Stevens dies.
We are sad to tell you that Geoff Stevens, poet, editor, artist and, to the end, his own man, died peacefully in his sleep at
my bay of pigs
my bay of pigs by Emma Blowgun i hadn’t seen her in two years when she came over on thanksgiving. it was glorious and foreign
Sacré-Cœur
Sacré-Cœur by Virginie Colline Mother of Montmartre Mother of pearl Paris is your oyster Black waves at your feet In your heart a shelter
The New Dentist
The New Dentist by Jaimee Kuperman Driving to the new dentist’s office the slow drive of a new place with the McDonalds that I don’t