"Analogy," "Grab Ass," and "Blues for Salinger's James Castle"
by CL Bledsoe, December 2012
"I wonder if you're dead and buried in a short
coffin, beef-jerky muscles wasted on meth
and misanthropy, daddy's money long spent."
Four Graphic Notations by Stroud
December 2012
"The following pictures are musical scores, works of visual art teeming with evocative glyphs and densely arranged pictographs. The meaning of these visual figures is deliberately left undefined by the composer; each performer(s) is invited to make a sonic realization of the score by articulating its signs according to a personal interpretation. Interpretations may be made spontaneously or prepared in advance."
"The G-point of the Unknown"
by Ali Znaidi, the Interdependency Issue
"There are moments when we just
let ourselves move beyond
the folds of the curtain
of reality."
"Desert Empire"
by Stephen Nelson, the Interdependency Issue
"Out, out to the desert, detach-
ment & transfiguration, reactive elevation,
rejection & resistance of a psychotic elite's
desire to devour every morsel, poison every
well, the contemplative surge of love"
"Tapestry of the Great Fear," "Heart of the World", and "Postman on a Pony"
Sigerson translates Louis Aragon, Blaise Cendrars, and André Breton for the Interdependency Issue
"We are the sighs of the glass statue propped on its elbow while the man sleeps
and we are big holes gaping brightly in the bed,
portals through which you can see deer in the clearing of a coral forest
and naked women sequestered in the bottom of a mineshaft."
"Twisted," "Vibe," and "The Red Underpants (Not to be confused with the Red Violin)"
by Marc Vincenz, the Interdependency Issue
"Those molecules of sense and suggestion,
known by some as a residue of the dead,
may arise as the tincture loses its light
at the end of the curve; not a dark matter
but a matter of serious repose:"
Hungarian Vispo, Nos. 1 through 4
four visual poems by Márton Koppány, the Interdependency Issue
Márton Koppány (b. 1953) lives in Budapest, Hungary. He started writing visual poetry at the end of the seventies and since then his work has been widely published and exhibited. His next book in print, Addenda, is to come out in 2012 from Otoliths, Australia.
"Bed Eyes," "Butter," "Visa," and "Willow"
by A. D. Hitchin, the Interdependency Issue
"The endless frightened semen of her dragon's movement...
her embryo's stiff monkey fingertips—
a hanged men hymnal glittering love dance
of infant compliance!"
"Magnetic Repulsion of the Alimghty," "It Writes Itself In," "State Seal," and "This Is the End"
by Nicholas Karavatos, the Interdependency Issue
"The Car Guys
Know you. Bring them mysteries.
They will interpret the signs.
Sinister gathering of leaders—messengers—who sent them?"
Six Cantos from Kinyamaswa
by Andreas Morgner, the Interdependency Issue
"Our future died in the same bloody dirt
as their women and children. We slaughtered
them in numbers that would have left the
night sky dark for want of stars to light our way
or beaches bereft of sand to hold back the surf."
"Brain Meat for Naked Lunch"
sound and textual art by Kenji Siratori, the Interdependency Issue
"With a conversion efficiency with competitive vagina black girls in traditional cell murder in a fraction of the full cost of the pituitary gland anal clitoris battery fluid particles are formed from semiconductor sex doll known as quantum dot-like clone I can"
"Colorado Morning" and "Sleeping Late I Had a Dream"
by Michael Brautigan, October 2012
"and I was only the observer,
too many dreams I have,
only the observer.
Then we raced to escape the city
because it was not our home."
"Walking Mephisto" and "Stoned in the Woods"
by John Sokol, October 2012
"If you do it right, he won't even notice.
His mind is always on his dance card.
When he takes your hand, turn your cheek
to his false lightness, his perfumed breath,
his glistening teeth. Step into the darkness,"
"In Spite of His Dangling Pronoun," "In This Version," and "Chewing Up the Sun"
by Lyn Lifshin, October 2012
"So she shaved her legs up high
and when he came
talking of foot notes she
locked him tight in her
snug black file cabinet where"
Three Poems by Ivan Peledov
October 2012
"It's a silly way to say how
cormorants dry their wings
and foxes consecrate the ground.
Worms crawl out of apples,
octogenarians drop the checkbooks,"
"joseph conrad on the telephone," "glowing rectangle pirate freakout," and "poem"
by Dustin Holland, October 2012
"on the radio
THIS IS JUNGLE MADNESS
and no one
is around"
"New Shoes," "The Maharishi," and "Looking Again at Boswell's Johnson"
by Matt Morris, October 2012
" Listen, rocking
on her heels, Sheila interrupts, since
you've never worked here, you're probably having
some kind of episode. If I were strapped
to a hypnotic wheel, my head wouldn't
have spun more. Is my face red? I blurt."
Three Manifests by by Petra Whiteley
October 2012
"Death,
I used to cling
to the bed of your bleached
teeth, wanting
to negate the resemblance
of the teeth in the being within."
"In the End," "Boundaries," and "Seclusion"
by Lisa Zaran, October 2012
"Because the question arises.
Strangers alongside have no qualms
asking. It's a misfortune, their ideas,
when all I hear is this ominous knocking."
"Pu," "Hojo Boy #15," and "The Collage of Lovers Under Distant Trees"
by Kyle Hemmings, October 2012
"He discovers it at the heart of everything & gives it a name: plutonium. Never had much of a system for regret or use for apologies, yet he finds it in the protoplasm of lovemaking, in the nuclei of his fuzzy thoughts, in the hearts of women a Pluto & some exploding planets away."
"Monks Brawl in Holy Sepulcher," "Use Your Head?," and "El Paso"
by Daniel Wilcox, September 2012
'Heard the old saw,
"Use your head"?
Why? When you could
Cut ahead of others—
Like Cromwell while singing psalms,'
"Days of Pessimism, Nights of Angst," "Cheaper than a Video Game," and "6 Shot, Side Elysian"
by Jay Passer, September 2012
"hand it over, the man said, donned scuba mask
give it here, she mouthed through the ball gag
I'll take it, crocodile against glass, lion agro
check out the new meat, the fresh blood, the spider"
"Angela," "Days before the River Seine," and "Turning Thirty-Four"
by Ally Malinenko, September 2012
"You told me it's okay to stop writing.
That it's okay to stop taking ourselves so seriously.
You told me about the pure joy of domesticity,
a meal well made, a curtain sewn by hand."
"the seeming," "and the world spreads itself," and "the blessed dead"
by David McLean, September 2012
"they have shed their bad faith like scarred
and faded skins, they are nothing now
and no longer obliged to exist
so predicates no longer apply to them;
not is a dead man"
"Head Bone," "What Grandmother Knew," and "Those Summer Days"
by Wendy Taylor Carlisle, September 2012
"He doesn't imagine the lesser wings of sphenoid, the Sella Turcica, the crista galli and the ethmoid bone, that lunar landscape under a child's curls, until he has shaken that child—felt her brain slide, frontal to occipital, seen her eyes gone blank—so he can read the future opening before her."
"Let's Do Something We'll Both Regret" in "Six Months and Bootstraps"
by Brian Le Lay, September 2012
"My imaginary conquests live in tabloid magazines,
And carefully crafted masturbation fantasies,
They can sense my after-hours invasion
Like the feeling of a tornado
Racing over the state line"
"found" and "measure These thoughts"
words and audio recordings by Omar Azam, September 2012
"We use the same words as always
Vomit out Rome
The dead hump their backs
The jackals dancing round his coffin's flame."
"Trauma # 21728" and "Locks of Kampa"
by David E. Matthews, September 2012
'with a shrug as comical & meaningful & Czech
as a gallic shrug, but different
the sveckoid employed for years
with keeping that wall clean
would say
"Co naděláš?" what can you do?'
"The Affair," "Kiss, Baby, the New Film," and "Tentacles, Leaves"
by Lyn Lifshin, September 2012
"The Margaritas were blue with paper roses.
Later I thought how they were the only salt of those nights.
His e mail letters like skin,
very taut. What he didn't say drugged me."
"Friday Blues" and "Sunday Matinee"
by Ira Cohen, published August 2012
On March 6th, 2011, Louise Landes Levi recorded an extended reading by Ira Cohen in his apartment on West 106th Street, New York—the final such recording. The entire read is currently being produced into a cassette by Bart de Paepe of Sloow Tapes. We present two audio poems from that recording.
"the truth; untouched and molting and checking my mail at 11:16pm"
by Justin Hyde, August 2012
"you listen to people
talk about things,
ideas—
as if they were tangible,
irrefragable—"
"Dimensions" and "Valediction"
by Peycho Kanev, August 2012
"—This is the original junk yard. You can find here
remains of the first comet, the first man, scraps from
the last supper, but why there is s sign saying,
"Population—0", I do not know."
"Methadone Blues," "Anti-Anti Smoking Advertisement," and "Pepper Spray Blues"
by Kevin Ridgeway, August 2012
"but we'll melt
them down
with the
million angry suns
in our gazes"
"Cliffhanger," "Estate Sale," and "Harvest Town"
by Allen M. Weber, August 2012
"losing his Maria sure drove our Jesus hard—better than 60
according to the rubber crescents burned onto the pavement
as he hugged that curve just past the volunteer fire station.
Buckets of paint in the truck's bed, he pushed the pedal down"
"Prospero's Bones," "Threads," and "Shape-Shifting
by Laurie Byro, August 2012
"skulls follow me. I am beautiful in fact,
a deer, the swiftest and the fairest.
Arrows have captured me though, all those
thrusting arrows, the poisoned barbed tongues."
"Songs of Elemental Change," "In between the closed parentheses.," and "Catherine's absence."
by Michelle Greenblatt, August 2012
"When I walk through your perception, ashes fall around me. I breathe through a soft tube that runs through the pierced organs of all my failed poetry. Today marks three years since you petrified my kidneys. In the darkness, I handed you my heart, (my?) voice says. Adamant. With my nails it draws the face of the cave."
"Theravada Bodhi Knee Jerk," "Speculating on Henny Black's Smell & Cotton Swabs," and "Mongoloid Bodhi Migraine"
by Frankie Metro, August 2012
"Henny's fascination with tabloid jounalism was only surpassed by the comfort she felt from a dry twist of Western Family cotton swabs; her unadmittable obsession with her neighbor's sex life, and the smell of unwashed feet (particularly nestled and somewhat sticky in the clutches of a black sandal)."
"Tango," "Panther Tango," "Death Tango," and "Bluebeard Tango"
by Lyn Lifshin, August 2012
"It's a taboo dance, a
tattoo of onyx and
midnight. Tangueros'
hips like knives.
Let your genie be
coaxed out of the bottle,"
"Louise at Large"
by Ira Cohen and Louise Landes Levi, published August 2012
"Louise says she always had
Trouble finding a true companion
But she loves her bicycle,
Ira says he always had
Trouble lowering his blood sugar
But he loves the lower depths,"
"Love Has Been Liquidated"
by John Bryan, July 2012
"Love Has Been Liquidated" is a 66-section choose-your-own-adventure A Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, even role-playing prose poem, in which you can play the near-helpless mute in a completely fucked epistolary romance.
