Category: Summer 2014 Poetry
Dropout boogie
by H. D. Brown I saw the tattoo a snake curling around a dagger the type of cliché a good artist can slap on a jarhead between beers I saw it in
Sailor Girl
by H. D. Brown Sailor Girl for J. J. He could make them dance the shitty sailor girl tattoos pricked into his forearms over months of
Sailor Art
by H. D. Brown the scrimshaw scratchings covering grandpa Schmidt weren’t the patterned sailor tattoos that cover these college girls Captain
This is What the Wound Does
by Florence Weinberger You slow you live your life on a molecular level each joule of pain enhanced like nerve endings through the lens of a
Makes Sense
by Florence Weinberger The poet admits it herself, her poem makes no sense, she says it might have started with the death of my salamander, whose
Running Man
by Oz Hardwick Running Man Prague, Warsaw, Leipzig There he is, black–clad, blurred face contorted, chaos in his eyes before the
Learning to See
by Oz Hardwick It’s a map of the tracks where angels fell, linking Heaven and Hell; the constellations before they shrank to pinpricks; a
Untitled 2
by David Meltzer Pops Staples picks Jenny up & holds her in his arms at the Troubador she’s 2 years old unsprung gold hair coils round pink
Untitled
by David Meltzer Ah, ego wants everything all the time & spaces silence or blank page lays splayed apart for whatever words pass as art’s
The Newly Opened Sky
by Andy Clausen The newly opened sky is full of albatrosses & pigeons they’re letting loose what they’ve used up Because others can’t see the