The Eye of the Seed, Days of Carbon and Joy, and Where the Girls Are
by David LaBounty, November 2007
"he is tiring
of the grind
of school and
soccer and violin"
Haven't You Ever, Like I Have, Wondered, Seeing Alfred Eisenstadt's Kiss Over and Over, He Said It Was the Slimy Algae, and Have You Ever Finished a Book,
by Lyn Lifshin, November 2007
"Did the remembered taste
of those lips help blur the
colorlessness?"
High Holy Day in Harlem - 9/21/07 set 2, evening, and Globe Unity / a Musser
by Steve Dalachinsky, November 2007
"night has become a city without margins
at the height of the heat of some renaissance
on harlem's edge"
Baby, Your Hand, Horoscope:, and In the Room on Baltimore Street
by Wendy Taylor Carlisle, November 2007
"It was the tang, the sweet
slide of pain into the head,
the gasp caught under the rib cage,
the way skin felt hot and taut,"
Crashby Station News, Rainy Day Women #12 & 35, and Spectacle of the Prophets of Phallopolis
by Nicholas Karavatos, November 2007
"And the scribes and Pharisees brought unto him a woman taken in adultery. And the man that committeth adultery with another man's wife. You will fight against the Jews and you will kill them until even a stone would say. And when they had set her in the midst. Even he that committeth adultery with his neighbour's wife. Come here. They say unto him. The adulterer and the adulteress shall surely be put to death."
stains, night, and stasis
by David McLean, November 2007
"maculate money cuts through me
like a scythe through grass
or children's puny arms"
I Write, Therefore I Can and Gossip from the Small Press Internet Poetry Scene
by John Bryan, June 2007
"I heard that KIM authors her works with her initials after a spider bit her, causing a speech impediment
I heard that a comic strip is going to be made about ANDREA'S breasts fighting grime
I heard that AVERIL is actually cloned from a mannequin"
The Unknown Man and I Chose Life
by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, June 2007
"You have been out in the elements,
sunburnt, feet bleeding.
What if you were the son of man?"
see some guy about a dog, Dust, and The Title Becomes the Poem
by john e, June 2007
"We can approximate the center of a line, a circle,
a guided missile, a reign of terror over or nearly so -
most any dead or killing thing, but never the center
of self or loved ones. How long the"
Never Shove Things in Your Ear Unless They Cut You a Pay Check for It, The Dodgy Blokes of Dyson, and Death Would Like to Sell You a Rolex
by Dennis Mahagin, June 2007
"Hoover wore
rum-colored pinafores,
kept studded dog-collars, fresh mint
silver dollars & Czech pedophile dossiers"
The Substantial Closing, 'That she, or anyone,' and 'The knife crossed the fingers at 1:00'
by Rofiah Breen, June 2007
"bring the body to a stop,
halt feeling,
that even the best of women
would have given in to"
the hepatitis monologues, rick died of cancer, and The Road Never Traveled
by Kurtice Kucheman, June 2007
"he talked about rehab, smoking crack, shooting heroin
oxycontin, all the girls in rehab he fucked, the cons
and the marks
all shit ive either heard, read, or done before"
Hallelujah, Anyway, The Scarred Feet Say It All and Castillo de San Marcos, August 1994
by C. Derick Varn, June 2007
"Oedipa can't turn away: the aphids' red glare
on the roses stems and red ants trailing scurrying
for the honey dew. Oedipa can't turn away
as gasoline fire creeps to the blooms."
annual meeting, why dad bought my clothes from the salvation army, and i was never meant to own a house
by Justin Hyde, June 2007
"i'm in the basement,
thrift store couch barricading the door,
my ass and rum hard to it —
gaining more empathy for my father
by the second."
Because Tony Drove Himself off a Cliff, In Favor of Small Favors, and Hashing it out with the Linguist
by K.R. Copeland, June 2007
"Like little pollen tufts we find
ourselves in fields of wheat, of rinds,
of cotton balls and stalks and sheaths
and scraps of feeling good once."
Quintessential Quentin: Book Two, Parts IV through VI
by Bryon D. Howell, June 2007
'He said, "Now listen, bitch, you know you're mine;
there's nothing you can do, you won't escape.
I'm begging you, cum once, you'll be just fine!
Slap me around a bit, I'm yours to rape!"'
Black 47, Swan's Ruin, and The Last Shot
by Lawrence Welsh, May 2007
"unmarked
like every lover's grave
this field
rises up"
round midnight, christmas day, and mystic infernal embrace - dark seamless nights stretching across flood soaked city lights
by Ray Brown, May 2007
"death to the infidel
death to women and their kiss
death to armies and navels and the fundamental narcissism
complex"
'Fortune/Imperialism,' 1:7-04 diptych as variation on a US army survival manual theme of fire, and 12:31-03 Exile in the Homeland: A New Year's Eve Open Poem to Congress
by Leigh Herrick, May 2007
"America I'm the inhabited what have you become America w/yr. major and minor leagues yr. assassins' fine sheets this attraction to violent music and AK-47'd streets America look I'm yr. tree yr. individuality yr. middle name yr. fault yr. accomplishment yr. capital adventure yr. failure socially yr. Orphan writing in Exile yr. interior dialogue"
Procreate the Revolt, I'm in the Kitchen with Sylvia, and Traditional Culture
by Nicholas Karavatos, May 2007
"Palestinian bureaucrats tour both the Arabian
Gulf and the Persian Gulf putting money in their Chicago holsters.
This is not suicide bribery
This is back pay for clerks"
No One Calls Me and waiting love, for your cotton undees
by Shane Allison, May 2007
"R.L., Todd, and Jonathan
Don't have my number, and why should I give it to them?
It's not like they would call."
The Truth and No More
by Michael Cuglietta, May 2007
"runny and floating around
in yellow urine water
you got no choice
but to reach in"
She and Manuscript
by Kasia A. Tilander, May 2007
"the way she holds the stub
like she's playing house,
pretending to be someone
she's not. "
'These separations these ignorant ones make, especially,' Basis, and 'All these things'
by Rofiah Breen, May 2007
"all that girl I worked with knew was that the Bible
could be only approached by her as though it were
a ring toss, an inarticulation in its wholeness"
Quintessential Quentin: Book Two, Parts I through III
by Bryon D. Howell, May 2007
'I asked if he would stay and have some tea ...
off came his clothes and on the couch he laid.
"Oh," he said, "but you'll be drinking me."
I said, "You ain't all that, I ain't afraid."'
Serendipity at Midnight
by M. Andre Vancrown, April 2007
At the age of seventeen, Vancrown began work on his first fantasy novel. By twenty, he had two complete novels that he now swears will never see the light of day. In 1994, he started a career as an award-winning Information Technology consultant, specifically as a Technical Writer specializing in Sarbanes-Oxley compliance documentation. Ironically, this career rarely coincides with his goals as a writer.
18., Finding Paradise, and The Revolving Trap-Door
by Zachary C. Bush, April 2007
Raise her gently.
Untie her from restraint.
Hand her the riding whip.
Ask her to drench your wounds in peroxide.
Three E-Mails to Damniso Lopez
by Duane Locke, April 2007
"I am not on this earth to be happy
And have love, I am only here
To psychoanalyze. I seek eternal truth,
Not my personal happiness."
Impressions, Dream, and True
by Lisa Zaran, April 2007
"That I loved you even in childhood
at an age when I still confused
dust with grief, rustling leaves
for whispers."
Learning to Despise You, Voice of the Damned, and From Another World
by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, April 2007
"I will break every bone
In that puny body of yours.
No doubt you will increase my meds.
I know from experience."
Chained Link, I might've told him, and Mounting Meat
by The Poet Spiel, April 2007
"how can i care about another hundred casualties
piles and piles mounting up in pounds of
dead meat on their streets
i don't care if the meat is theirs or ours"
His-story is a whore and Woman Sex Blues
by Derek Davey, April 2007
"How's it feel to be the fall guy?
The hands that hoist you
Film your jerky kicks"
Eureka! and Overbreadth: A New World
by A. Michael Sears, April 2007
"Green like love,
we danced on shining waters,
and fired guns into the air.
We laughed sadness at the moon,"
This Child, After the Flood Left Town, and Where You Are
by Geraldine Green, April 2007
"i taste you
in the back of the plastic wind
in the underside of a blizzard
on top of a mountain"
'the fleeting wish,' A Deep River, and Uvays & Mohammed
by Louise Landes Levi, March 2007
the fleeting wish
of/ what our fathers
did
Yoga at 115 Degrees, Chris, and Medicine Cabinet
by Shane Allison, March 2007
"Did it hurt? Do you ache and if so, tell me where and
be sure to tell me everything."
Current Events, Idiomatic, An Impromptu Using Scaffolds, and Salutary Surgery or Humdrum Substitute
by Maurice Oliver, March 2007
"During the Baroque concert that evening I sit close enough to notice how the blue veins move around beneath the transparent skin of the dark-haired cello player. When she stands to accept the applause I realize her dress in adorable. I pretend to remember it from the performance a month again, so she won't be offended."
Christmas Eve, Yesterday, What Was, and Winners and Losers
by Anthony Liccione, March 2007
"I poke into night,
where corners of whores
ready in their Santa hats
approach my car"
Two excerpts from Cyborg Opera
by Christian Bök, January 2007
"lob a bomb
to bomb
pop-art
gewgaws"
