CLOCKWORK GOD Trains and Angels leave devastation in their wake To those destined to meet them Sodom and Gammorah stops along the eternal track The clock keeps ticking And people look to it with reverance As if it were an authority When it itself is flawed down to the cogs Gilded in gold covering copper […]
Read more "Wyborne Michaels – 2 poems"How to Not Get Bored at Work No, the answer is not rolling your neck to toss your eyes into a co-worker’s cleavage, andneither is letting a tab of porn silent-fuck amidst ten other important looking ones just for thekicks (that your ribs will inevitably get from all your male colleagues when you stupidlyadjust the […]
Read more "Raza Ijaz – HOW TO NOT GET BORED AT WORK"Matinee What movie are we in?I mean, is this the main featureor just a cartoon?Funny, huh?Why it seems so pivotal,no Grade B tragi-com, but drama, true to life. There should be long dolly shots,some camera crew on the fringes,proper lighting, a Greek background. Freeze frame.Get the picture.How painful is the close-up?Stop dreaming as if for […]
Read more "MATINEE BY STEPHEN MEAD"The Gray Tree Is Graced I shot a winter photo of the Camperdown Elm. It is in Prospect Park near the lake, beside the boathouse. It’s the one Marianne Moore saved with a poem. It was old then, and thought dead. It is twisty, short and gnarly. Its two, heavy branches, one suffering a growing […]
Read more "THE GRAY TREE IS GRACED BY Gerald Wagoner"The Blue Sidewalk The blue sidewalkwas a little sad with pedestrians sleeping on itand others stepping on the cracks all day long. The stars abovewere sleeping as well or found another earth to shine for.Extra sad, the blue sidewalk disappearedat the corner of First and Broadway.
Read more "THE BLUE SIDEWALK BY Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal"Butterfly Guts Older Sister. Little Brother. They pass the time by picking on each other. “Do you know that once a caterpillar turns into a Butterfly, it only lives for one more day?” Brother doesn’t dare question Sister. Sister knows everything. Sister can even count to one hundred. Brother blindly believes Sister for way too […]
Read more "ANTHONY LANDICINI – 2 POEMS"Brownies My mother took me there, the first time I went to Brownies. The church hall was too far for me to go alone and I couldn’t be trusted to cross the main road. It was like Fireflies, she said. I liked Fireflies, and I could go there on my own. They put on records […]
Read more "BROWNIES – LYNN WHITE"THANKS TO THE PULSING NEWS Every day spurting red over our world. Is it blood? It is blood. If I did not see the blood I would chew red meat, quaff red wine, don purple gilded robes, clothed in luxurious privilege. But news–you put the blood in my eye, stir my blood to rage, red on red. I will fight to the death, paint you in an […]
Read more "2 POEMS – VERN FEIN"WHEN THE SHIT GETS REAL “My ol lady left me when her ol dog died, man. It’s not the first time either… They say it’s finally going to snow in Albuquerque. That’s when shit gets real” ~ WE GOT SO CLOSE It takes so much work to hit the stratosphere. LEO or “low earth orbit” […]
Read more "JOHNNY HUERTA – 3 POEMS"
Cacti Fur 