Reluctant Love Song – Francesc Franch
Monday, May 9, 2011 14:46 — 1 Comment
Inside the house there was a certain cretin
All The Rage Shrub – Paulus Kapteyn
Monday, May 2, 2011 13:12 — 1 Comment
I listen to Chopin because I like to hear the missing keys of the piano.
Winter Storm Sijo – Andrea Scarpino
Thursday, April 28, 2011 14:02 — 0 Comments
You who want so badly to die: columns of snow. Waves break
Fixer-Upper – Michael Diebert
Monday, April 25, 2011 13:40 — 1 Comment
She who sleeps here and would live here
Fish – Marian Kaplun Shapiro
Sunday, April 17, 2011 22:33 — 1 Comment
It’s said that fish don’t know
Writing – Billy Valentine
Thursday, April 14, 2011 13:38 — 1 Comment
Any word or any fraction of a word that would try to confirm a mood;
La Do̱a Vieja РJames Brantingham
Monday, April 4, 2011 13:31 — 4 Comments
A bruising shuffle of knees
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What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
