Flexion, Certain Substances Ferment Under the Action of Water or Heat, and Phenomenology of Love
by Michelle Greenblatt, November 2005
'of a mouth filling
with the blood of a bit tongue. "it was the greatest night
of my life and still'
In This House Where the Telephone Rings Rarely, Like Another Tsunami of Loss, and Ruby
by Lyn Lifshin, November 2005
"or the heart I
couldn't get to
open as long as I
have waited for
this ruby
Poem involving bears #6., Waking up early in winter., and Poem for the transitional plains.
by Jeff Gunderson, November 2005
And now I know you're awake- your light is on at 5 am,
while everything else is scolding the dead,
the same wind with you as with me
A Poem Speculating on the Mysterious Youth of Samuel Beckett, What Jim Stark Really Meant in Rebel Without a Cause, and Edgar Allen Poe and the Nightly News
by Doug Draime, November 2005
We are all part of it, Dad, we are all involved
no love lost mothafukka and mother mary, how your burning crotch excites me
by Anne McMillen, November 2005
"less motivated/more desperate = a - live
the problem is that the
variables don't variate enough."
Blue and Red Colors and Left and Right
by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, November 2005
"When I pee
red it means
I'm on anti-psychotics."
Your Login Session Has Expired and Too Many Stories
by Corey Mesler, November 2005
"The system has noted an internal error.
This is meant as no reflection on you."
Trans-Galactic, Idiot for Rehire, and Blue Glass
by Jason A. Wilkinson, November 2005
"anything named Babel was
ripe to fall
like Hitler and Mondale
Thalidomide and Free Speech"
Faust Joins an HMO, Headline News, and Support Bill 201_23C: The Wood Restriction Act
by Millie Niss, October 2005
"it has come to my attention through a wealthy constituent and regular contributor to my PAC,
the lumber industry consortium,
that wood fires are the leading cause of juvenile delinquency in the country"
There Is a Bum in Sherman Oaks, The Belly of a Trailer, and To the Black Bum Missing an Eye on the Corner of Sunset and Crescent Heights that I Didn't Give any Change to--
by Luis Rivas, October 2005
"standing waist high
in the belly of a trailer
with your work belt
dripping with sweat"
Professional Assassin, Professional Golddigger, and Little Red Riding Hood
by Andrea Grant, October 2005
"My skin is slick with sweat, and now I know
how Joan of Arc felt, with rapturous thoughts
of God & redemption"
The First Glimpse of Miss Ashe, Euclid Raised by Wolves, and Within The Swimmer's Cancer Are The Whites Of Your Eyes
by Jeff Harrison, October 2005
"exhausted still they go sleepless
a huddle of carpenterpencil-flat bodies
Euclid only looks like he's smiling when
they lick newsprint off their forepaws"
Iranian Men, Mama Blues, and Sylvia, on the Refrigerator
by Lyn Lifshin, October 2005
"Glass stones I leave on her grave are never there
when I go back. Glass stones I leave on her grave,
gone when I go back. She is alone now in the rain,
not caring to talk to my father. It rains and freezes."
The Pain of the Inner Child
by Ron Spurga, October 2005
'"But I'm not from around here," I pleaded-
these were all public school kids.
I went to catholic school.'
On the Navajo Road South, Sharks & Fleas, and Julie Anne and the Snowman
by M. Andre Vancrown, October 2005
"All that remains is the stain of these missing
buttons"
Thousand Cat Health Hazard Blues and Virtual Visceral
by Kerryn Potgieter, October 2005
"Lucky for me I forgot how to read.
Chaining words to paper like that
it just ain't right."
Yesterday's Ocean Empties Itself Into A Puddle, before the buildings and the boulevards, and Plastic Surgery
by Michelle Greenblatt, october 2005
"if I could see a brain I would
see it in slices. I would close the
eyes of the brain to the dirt"
To a bookshelver on a ladder, John, and ceiling of mirrors
by Shane Allison, September 2005
"The sharp corners,
The brick wall,
Hard metals of things that can puncture
Through flesh and bone."
steps to alleviation, The Plagiarists' Guide to the Google Galaxy, and Portrait of the Earth
by John Bryan, September 2005
"4 racists of man enter the space race to see who can hurl the greatest amount of vomit. The TAIKONAUT is the first, he spews a cupfull that could be hurled into the atmosphere. Then the COSMONAUT has his go, spews up twice as much into a bowl that could spatter the moon. Then the ASTRONAUT's turn, spews up twice as much again into a cooking pot that could wage a battle beyond Pluto."
Louisiana and It is and I am
by Sara C. Sutler-Cohen, September 2005
"and I slept, in and out of whispers that night
blood dangling from fingertips as they floated above me
whispering low
my palms never seemed to stop sweating fear."
This is Your Dream, Below the Floor, and Dances with Butter Knives
by Charles P. Ries, Septmeber 2005
'Shocked and realizing your death is imminent, you respond,
"I think your new hair cut looks swell, makes you look a lot
younger." And, "Thanks for taking me to Mexico last summer –
you're so dear."'
MOMMA
by Tom Obrzut, September 2005
"Eat shit, you land
Let's open past the tusk wall, toots
Let's rope her for a wind fall."
The definate end of the American dream, Frankfurt, and Penthesilea 2005
by Ulrike Gerbig, September 2005
"Europeans
Sacrifice themselves willingly
On this self-service buffet"
trucks and traffic, Visiting Mom on a Long Weekend, and pure and sweet like maple syrup
by Michael Estabrook, September 2005
"Homemade birdhouse collection.
A rack overflowing with tiny antique milk pitchers.
Hand sewn wall hangings of shells and lighthouses.
Cups of sea shells from Cape Cod."
Alley Dogs and Gil
by Mark Gaudet, September 2005
'"If you're
not going
to paint right
don't fucking
paint" he barked'
Zombie Park
by JamieLepore-AKA-brace, September 2005
"the dead cum alive
at zombie park
a strain on 'properties'
in my head."
'So little's given us, why pity less?'
from Thumb
by Skip Fox, August 2005
"dreamed about, adult existence, sadly toxic, a quiet
dance in the enervating drift we know as contemporary
culture, life, what do I care?, but never the measure, thumb"
another father
by Ronan Barbour, August 2005
"now stay here and DON'T MOVE
I'll be back to DEAL WITH YOU
I'LL DEAL WITH YOU LATER"
Atonement Fast, Persons of Interest, and '39% of Turkish Women OK With Husbands Beating Them'
by Joja, August 2005
"In Ankara the
Turkish stew who wanted you
And you, self-described 'old lion'
who never said no"
Somewhere Becoming a Labyrinth, Or 2 Picture This, and Or Low-Life a Ceiling
by Maurice Oliver, August 2005
"Until everything around us looks like shoelaces or
maybe just a bit rambunctious in a rash, wearing a
dark catacomb and paste-on mustaches as disguises."
Facing, For Once, Where I'm Going, How Much Longer Can We Do This? A Woman Asks in Ballet, and Belly Dancing on a Day Snow Keeps Melting
by Lyn Lifshin, August 2005
"who danced for
birth, danced for
spring the red bud
unfolding. Diamond
beads of sweat."
eater of poets, To the Janitor on Second Level, Bobst Library, and What the Hell is in Las Vegas Anyway?
by Shane Allison, August 2005
"crunch on the bones
pick a tooth
tell you poet, before i begin
that it's going to hurt"
Tramp of the Galaxy, Dancers, and Do Not Disturb
by J.A. Spahr-Summers, August 2005
"Done with the day's challenge
I reflect slow down
Watch the screen savers"
Finding the Ghost, Master Plan, and Chameleon
by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, August 2005
"Cutting holes in the pipes
Searching for the camera
Under the cricket's eye"
Two.
by Paul Kavanagh, August 2005
"Good day. How now. Lifes shit. Bit lippy. Me sir. All mouth. No sir. Wonderful teeth. Think so. All black. What say. Black decay. Say again. Death rattle. No drugs. Fine coquette. What the. Silence now. No trouble. None given. Queer sort. Could be. Think so. Lovely pins. Look see."
On The Road That Never Was
by Tom Savage and Bill Kushner, July 2005
'"You may see a work of art if you just bend over,"
Don Quixote's horse said to his master, but only Sancho listened.
Scratching the hairs on his chin and his apelike toes'...
'Anubis and Nout' and 'Genitals and Generals'
by Tom Savage, July 2005
"From swallowing the sun nightly,
Did the Egyptian goddess Nout
Ever suffer from sore throat?"
Now When I Don't Want You Blues, High Heels, and High Heels
by Lyn Lifshin, July 2005
"On the metro, two women
plainer than I was
stun in 3 or 4 inch spikes."
the edge of town, slow going in post-apocalyptic scenes of crumbling civilization, and bloodyears
by Abraham Gibson, July 2005
"like my
mother's womb
when i
wanted out"
'steer clear of barnyard,' Victoria's Secret, and 'screwing blind lines'
by Bob Marcacci, July 2005
"because they bother me
the newspapers
don't say anything"
Circuit Lies, Saturday Walk by Digital Toys, and Drinking Match
by Elizabeth Switaj, July 2005
" Write me my skin in lye or your own
urine
when you've had too much coffee-- for you"
