Unlikely 2.0


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Editors' Notes

Maria Damon and Michelle Greenblatt
Jim Leftwich and Michelle Greenblatt
Sheila E. Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt

A Visual Conversation on Michelle Greenblatt's ASHES AND SEEDS with Stephen Harrison, Monika Mori | MOO, Jonathan Penton and Michelle Greenblatt

Letters for Michelle: with work by Jukka-Pekka Kervinen, Jeffrey Side, Larry Goodell, mark hartenbach, Charles J. Butler, Alexandria Bryan and Brian Kovich

Visual Poetry by Reed Altemus
Poetry by Glen Armstrong
Poetry by Lana Bella
A Eulogic Poem by John M. Bennett
Elegic Poetry by John M. Bennett
Poetry by Wendy Taylor Carlisle
A Eulogy by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Joel Chace
A Spoken Word Poem and Visual Art by K.R. Copeland
A Eulogy by Alan Fyfe
Poetry by Win Harms
Poetry by Carolyn Hembree
Poetry by Cindy Hochman
A Eulogy by Steffen Horstmann
A Eulogic Poem by Dylan Krieger
An Elegic Poem by Dylan Krieger
Visual Art by Donna Kuhn
Poetry by Louise Landes Levi
Poetry by Jim Lineberger
Poetry by Dennis Mahagin
Poetry by Peter Marra
A Eulogy by Frankie Metro
A Song by Alexis Moon and Jonathan Penton
Poetry by Jay Passer
A Eulogy by Jonathan Penton
Visual Poetry by Anne Elezabeth Pluto and Bryson Dean-Gauthier
Visual Art by Marthe Reed
A Eulogy by Gabriel Ricard
Poetry by Alison Ross
A Short Movie by Bernd Sauermann
Poetry by Christopher Shipman
A Spoken Word Poem by Larissa Shmailo
A Eulogic Poem by Jay Sizemore
Elegic Poetry by Jay Sizemore
Poetry by Felino A. Soriano
Visual Art by Jamie Stoneman
Poetry by Ray Succre
Poetry by Yuriy Tarnawsky
A Song by Marc Vincenz


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Three Poems by Elizabeth P. Glixman

Searching for Jesus on Drugs

Jesus is off his cross
He sits on the lawn on a chaise lounge
There are actually many miniature Jesuses
In different straw baskets on the grass
But only one real Holy Spirit
In the chair
No one sees

There is a hidden tooth at sunrise
A miracle tooth like the sword Excalibur
Near the real Jesus
Tooth and rabbi lie in the sun
Waiting to be found while candy rabbits
Look under pillows
For the hidden tooth of power
They need to find a way to make money
being candy is draining
Tooth redemption pays well


Near the blanket where the real Jesus sits
fingering the plastic seat
of the lounge furniture
patiently wanting to be found
We argue about who will win the contest

There is a sunrise golden light surrounds the real Jesus
He watches the rabbits search for teeth
And you and I search for goodness
While we bicker
Like children with hope seeking sweetness
Jesus knows someone will be victor
There is more creativity in hope
Than in countries in the hands of presidents




The Humidity is High-Cool Cats

 Cat in the freezer two years this summer
 Incorrect facts.
 Two cats in the freezer. One since 2001.
 The other since last week
 When his legs twitched, went stiff
 Nose let out air last meow
 Blown to kitty heaven.

 Two cats in the freezer
 Surf and Turf, a salad please
 Golden cats bronzed bookends
 Two cats in the freezer
 New Year Eve ice sculptures
 Come to a party.
 No scarf or knitted shoes for their pads.
 No one is going for a walk
 Or leap.

 They never knew about icy igloos
 Never knew they would be in an ice museum
 Cats never knew what hit em
 Wasn't a Mac truck
 Their untimely end, simple.
 And the refrigerator keeps purring.


 Separation makes the owner anxious
 Til death doesn't do us part
 Refrigerated cats
 General Electric grave.
 Cheap close as a glass of milk and cookies.
 Freezer hard.
 A million year old glacier.
 doesn't self defrost.

Owner's today to do list
Defrost not defibrillate

1. remove turkey
2. remove hamburg patties
3. remove the frozen orange juice.
4. remove the Chocolate chip ice cream
5. put on gloves
6. remove cats don't cry
7. blow kisses


Two cool cats in your freezer
and the humidity is high.




American Paté

Minnie Mouse is a trickster disguised as Britney Spears
Oh yeh
The real Britney is a mouse named Dick Tracy
It is all written in the Declaration of Independence
Yes sir Mr. Wayne
Freedom to carry a weapon of your choice
Men and women women and men interchangeable parts
Faces names the Bible code the word of the lord is written in hit parade song
For those of us religiously inclined to balk at homosexuality
Find it if you can

Minnie knows
Minnie loves to wiggle her mouse tale
Shake her rodent hips
Wear dresses made of polka dot band aids
Kiss girl mice
And dance with Dick who is the reincarnation
of Rambo cooled down
after watching Britney flick her hips
They are all tricksters’ swindlers, artists, cheats
Life is a miraculous event when you wear
No Clothes


Images flicker across the TV screen
And women wag like dogs
Lips part breasts plump up per Frank Perdue
Men like Dick and Frank jump and fly from rooftops
In a single bound
Breath on me Brit sings
While Rambo tries on musketeer ears
And sighs at the wonder of it all.


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