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Archive for the ‘Poetry’ CategoryOctober 31st, 2011 J. Bradley
I bottled cold shower water, drink a glass each time I think of you. I melted a pair of brass knuckles, put the cooled slivers into capsules; this keeps your hands sheathed. When you bring monogamy to a chop shop, you get my mono ag. You … October 31st, 2011 
Lea Marshall
Here
This field blossoms with stones. Your name scratched leaves quartz dust on green grass.
If a rabbit came here if a rabbit sprang away
your name torn loose from my closed eye from its waking
under root, bone.
Genus: … August 30th, 2011 
Leslee Rene Wright _ _ She had habit to call everything that flew bird: manta-rays swept through the reef when she leaned in for a starfish — not a fish, really, more an asterisk drawn in lopsided crayon; a fist, flush with a pulse. A ray interrupted her reach, its … August 30th, 2011
Kay Cosgrove _ _ They still slice them open, that hasn’t changed, but now instead of grass: cages instead of sex, only the scent of sex to get the lady pigs ready for the plastic insert and motherhood. I learned this from Ira Glass via … April 11th, 2011 
Nicholas YB Wong _ Think of no as a syllable. Think of yes as a denial. Think of logic and what logic rejects to labor. Think of hormones that surface as moustache, the act of shaving as dissolving discharge. A day, a becoming, a becoming however. Think of solitude as … April 11th, 2011
Roheeni Saxena _ You and I made a pact with Poseidon on just another afternoon at the beach. You said that it wouldn’t matter what future we chose for ourselves, because though we didn’t know what we wanted, we wanted it at all costs. He splashed our feet as we … January 29th, 2011 
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by David Wolf the wild dogs of Santiago the sleeping dogs of Santiago the Andes disappearing into lavender haze … |
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