January 2012
16 posts
JIMMIE RODGERS : T for Texas (Blue Yodel #1)
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THE MICROPHONES : Oh, Anna
a list of lately
heavy rye, silver measuring spoons from mom, blue ink, piano scales (the thumb slips under the ring finger and the ring finger slips over the thumb), nightly dinner, raspberry, Sappho, raspberry spread, chess and Michael, almonds, chilly runs, the sounds an apartment building makes, vaccines, turning around on the side walk, wool on wool on wool and walking.
LINDA TOMOL PENNISI : Chew
That summer she decided to consume all her calories before noon. It’s not that she woke feeling ravenous, but rather that she knew intuitively that her hunger had shifted, that it required her to pull the Tupperware bowl from the fridge before 7:00 and carry the chunked watermelon to the chair where she’d watch Katie and Matt discuss the source of the White House leak of a CIA agent to...
December 2011
16 posts
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MARY FONTANA : Feminist
Blackberries spilled through her front yard,
lanterns full of dark sugar. She wore
her pink skirts among the bushes till they bled.
School was a different story
every day: Balboa discovering the Pacific,
Petrarch discovering love. When Madame Curie
discovered radium she died of cancer.
Her name was Lúthien, and her feet twinkled like stars.
Her name was Eva, and she got blamed for...
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SARAH LINDSAY : Cheese Penguin
The world is large and full of ice;
it is hard to amaze. Its attention
may take the form of sea leopards.
That much any penguin knows
that staggers onto Cape Royds in the spring.
They bark, they bow one to another,
she swans forwards, he walks on her back,
they get on with it. Later
he assumes his post, an egg between his ankles.
Explorers want to see everything, even
the face of...
MICHEL FOUCAULT: from Society Must Be Defended
It should never be forgotten that while colonization, with its techniques and its political and juridical weapons, obviously transported European models to other continents, it also had a considerable boomerang effect on the mechanisms of power in the west, and on the apparatuses, institutions and techniques of power. A whole series of colonial models was brought back to the West, and the result...
BATTLEHORSED OF PGH
the plane pins a hole through pittsburgh’s drabdowned cloud — and then — the sun — says”PSYCH” — and “YOU CREATURES OF PERSPECTIVE” to us — we shift at his fresh sky like a body waking from sleep — breathe relief while sun flips flapcakes in pans and whistles our shared to-dos for today before — pausing — looks deep into...
BE A BETTER 2012
daughter, girlfriend, poet, runner, optimist and therefore smiler, creator, maker, baker, morning person, folder of hot laundry from the dryer, quitter of leaving the day’s clothing on the floor, talker, friend!, quitter of make up, pen pal.
GREGORY SHERL : Please Move to Vermont and Break...
I am writing a book on how to write a book so I can learn how to properly explain why you look better with the lights on. I listen to a song but it doesn’t mention your name so I stop listening to the song. Your heart is noise pop. White noise is ghosts missing the streamers that fall from your ears while you sing in the car. Vermont is not far if you are already in Vermont. My cat looks at me and...
JAN BRADLEY : Please Mister DJ
November 2011
23 posts
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WM. & BETTY
Then the day came when that trusty chain-saw fell from up above, permanently removing Wm.’s arm and the tattooed name of Betty from his body. New found freedom! A loosening of the trap in which Betty had him ensnared for years; annoyingly caused by an unfortunate moment of fickle temptation! And how quickly she removed from his body.
(bank teller story #2)
DARLENE'S BED
On most winter days, you’ll find a couple eggs. She nests their tiny yet-to-crack worlds in the odd left-socks— the ones long lost from nights of toss and turn and slipping off her toes between the covers. This morning, she came into the bank lobby with one of the sock-doning-eggs in her pocket. Put it on the counter while she wrote her deposit slip and then explained her incubator bed...
TEX OWENS: Cowboy Call
