Famous Wife-Stabber Dies, Newsworthy, and Where's the Fire
by John Grey, April 2008
"Someone famous dies. Norman Mailer this time.
How long ago was it that I read The Naked And The Dead?
His name's in headlines. On the front page, no less.
Hasn't been so newsworthy since he stabbed his wife."
Capacity Blue, Copy Trashcan, and Original Not Newcomer
by Matthew Wascovich, April 2008
"today, i am excited within bars
that trap me virtual ruling
to exist just in her
i handle the rainbow"
Search for Mother Becomes a Search for One of Her Dresses, In San Antonio, Barbers Pamper Arrivals from New Orleans, and It Wasn't Supposed to End this Way: Alone in Chaos
by Lyn Lifshin, April 2008
"He was tortured, some
one says, when he could
not help women stranded
on the interstate and"
Everyone Knows It's Windy and Euphemistic Triptych
by Dennis Mahagin, April 2008
"a twisted fish bone
lifted from steaming shank
of Alaskan salmon, slathered
in diced purple Crayolas"
Sensory Experiments
by AE Reiff, April 2008
"The result of sensory experiments heightened with computer assistance was a world gone synesthetic.
Tests conducted on the painted woman found a host of emotions imparted to the nose vibrated aurally to fingers and toes.
There's a lot we do not understand about our world."
diverted by language, snow-blind, and this appropriate unreason
by David McLean, April 2008
"the words that pervert us
can entertain us too,
and enter as guests
groping for nothing,"
Visual Poetry by Vernon Frazer
March 2008
Vernon Frazer has published eight books of poetry and three books of fiction. His work has appeared in Aught, Big Bridge, Drunken Boat, First Intensity, Jack Magazine, Lost and Found Times, Moria, Miami SunPost, Prague Literary Review, Sidereality, Xstream and many other literary magazines. His web site is http://vernonfrazer.com.
Terse and A Silent Scream Is Still a Scream
by Cynthia Ruth Lewis, March 2008
"Some days it just feels like I'm
banging my head against the wall,
like repeating the same word over and over
until it no longer makes any sense"
Yuma Hat and In Midwinter Memory of Will
by Rodney Nelson, March 2008
"I turn
around where men have made a heap of boulders that
have no right home in the drought-cracked mud flats here and
amid them an only sunflower is working"
You Want More and A Lifetime Worth Of
by Michael Cuglietta, March 2008
"dead on the page
there are
no more
romantic words"
undertow and directly to the forehead
by DB Cox, March 2008
"machine-shaped
beasts of prey
stalk school-day
hallways"
Ancestry Worshipping, Last But Not Least, and Three Trees
by Changming Yuan, March 2008
"Last time, my father forced the Little Red Guard in me
To kowtow, burn joss sticks and paper money secretly
For his parents, whose dialect had survived
Though I understood it only half-heartedly"
Convoluted Truths at the Teachers' Lounge, The Trouble with the Erotic, and On Being Told I Am Cryptic
by C. Derick Varn, March 2008
"I sip coffee, and, like
a propaganda poster,
I smile."
as i decide my fate, the exit ramp, and me, myself
by Anne McMillen, March 2008
"when you had that thing in me
you were blacked out,
you wore your secret secrets as a crown of sadness drizzling
onto my tits, covering me with hidden questions"
cala lilies in the east, you think you've seen everything, and the guy who fixed my heater this afternoon
by Justin Hyde, March 2008
"dad was just
standing there silent
unopened beer bottle in
his hand."
Lots of Guns But No Shovels, The Blackness, the Oil Spills, and Some Bodies So Badly Decomposed They Didn't Have Fingerprints
by Lyn Lifshin, March 2008
"if you find an arm,
is it a body?
four mangled houses
pancaked on the rail tracks"
Promises
by Leigh Herrick, February 2008
"she was kissed by the river
she was kissed and taken up
like her kissing god
like her saying goodbye "
Six Visual Poems
Jeff Crouch and Diana Magallón, February 2008
Diana Magallón is an experimental artist: http://cipollinaaaaa.blogspot.com
Jeff Crouch is an internet artist in Grand Prairie, TX. Google "Jeff Crouch" to see where he's been on the internet.
The Industrial Poet
by Joe Balaz, January 2008
Joe Balaz lives in northeast Ohio. He is the author of Domino Buzz, a cd of music-poetry available at www.JoeBalaz.com. He is also co-author, with photo-artist Mary Ellen Derwis, of JOMA—online, an online gallery of concrete poetry and photography. His recent work has appeared in or is forthcoming from various publications online.
Blow Rock Poem
by C. J. Laity, January 2008
C. J. Laity is the publisher of ChicagoPoetry.com and the organizer of the annual Chicago Poetry Fest. Jim DeRogatis of the Chicago Sun-Times calls Laity "a major figure in the city's thriving poetry scene."
The City: Fuck dat Nigga in Da White Hat, the way it is, and and we have been fighting already
by Ananda Selah Ősel, January 2008
"and the baby swimming in my junkie cousin's belly
will be the one I drink and fight with in the future
and what will determine whether we drink or fight
is the length of time we have been fighting already"
Each and Every Day, Atmosphere, and Faces, and Sometimes the Blood Is Thinned by Water
by David LaBounty, January 2008
"who have
learned about
love from
porcelain and
magazines"
Aye, Aye, Aye (or, Giddy Up, Christmas), Sensory Loss, and My Great Aunt Dot's Prosthetic Eye
by K. R. Copeland, January 2008
"I hear the hellish bells, the hallelujahs
of carolers crooned ghoulishly off-key.
You're killing me, I scream at the performers,
in my morbid chord — a bouncy B."
The Gone Scarf, Red Velvet, and Lost Black Velvet Scarf
by Lyn Lifshin, January 2008
"as love becoming what
isn't love so sneakily
gone you never notice
what I loved was gone"
On the anvil of action and Hit the dry side
by Steve Ben Israel, January 2008
"walking west on fourth street
and as I hit Washington square east
I notice people running and screaming
in all directions"
ThE TwisT......stripped.
by JamieLepore-AKA-brace, January 2008
"Take my wrists...lead..me.."To your Dance Floor"!
Suffocate The Sinks 0f my truths
Stripped to my lesson
DAMM You're so Smart"
Waiting
by Eric Smiarowski, January 2008
"Do you think she'll fall for a line like that?—that I only have long term relationships except for a dozen or so but they were all friends on some level even if only for the moment—and what of the orange armchair in my living waiting room with the tv on and the radio on and the refrigerator right next to me exposing every white Hotpoint stain under the blistering bare bulb sun"
the gross overestimation of the inherent value of human life is highly delusive
by Kurtice Kucheman and Anne McMillen, January 2008
"they blame
tobacco, booze, drugs, homosexuals
anything to ban, scapegoat or tax"
Nalchik Headline, Double Entendre, and Snow Globe
by Nour Merza, December 2007
"Russian Forces Take Back Nalchik
From Militants Black smears
With guns, Russian Special Forces,
Await action outside a fiery shop"
first communion, sidewalk bar on the first real night of summer, salvador, bahia, brazil, and we have no past
by Andrew Dugas, December 2007
"We have no past —
the Old Courthouse
burned down years ago,
people still talk about it."
Debtors and The Sea
by Christian Ward, December 2007
"Everything in this world
is a debt to someone
or something. We feel
them calculating interest"
the texture of the bleeding and ass to mouth poem
by Aryan Kaganof, December 2007
"i'm having hallucinatory flashbacks
trauma revisited
living on faith's corner, permanently on the streets"
Forty Eight Hours to Comply and Possibility Is Archaic
by Eric Smiarowski, December 2007
"isintegrating slogans, signs, skin and bones
No black mask just mass black
delivering hell to us so we can stop working so hard to get there"
One Version of the After-Life and The Dating War
by John Grey, December 2007
"My brother says the devil's more into smells these days...
sulfur dioxide, skunks, socks, rubber plants.
Take a dip in a sewer, he advises,
before you decide to screw someone over.
tome to boy in tomb and X
by Kurtice Kucheman and Anne McMillen, December 2007
"who knows what took place? certainly
the author's credibility is easily dismissed
by one clenched lid look into a
casefile"
Zombie Park #2
by JamieLepore-AKA-brace, December 2007
"the Psycho
the Weedhead
the Downer
the put ME! down---er
THE DROWNER OF SPIRIT"
eleven eleven
by john e, December 2007
"i remember - don't remember if i talked to you or someone else
told you goodbye or told someone else
i had told you goodbye there had been a maxi skirt and a pocketwatch
and Odessa through wheels of fire later i had the staten island ferry alone"
!DRUM!
by Tantra Bensko, November 2007
"The vibrations we are making form the smoky clouds
In wild concentric circles, spreading out around us,
Breaking in one spot,"
In the Alley of the Blonde Iguana and Pretty Please
by Shane Allison, November 2007
"With a thick dick in my mouth
Hands grip a milk-white waist.
Down on my knees
Pulling him deeper into me"
The Pig-Girl is Bored and Take in the Indestructible
by Ray Succre, November 2007
"so she whittled the west redwoods into women,
vaulted the ceilings of unquestionable Montana,
she stayed late in cities, then slept
by the departed gods of New York,"
