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“there with the promise allowed…”
there with the promise allowed frequented in urine folded fluorescence behind the heft of plaid pantry it’s unforgettable arm in wall slumber and Pela spins he says it’s high time and time is of essence; he humps holes into the cataphract of degrees and cigarette protect us. directly cross-sectioned through the doors of the store […]
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“In daytime’s decreasing light…”
In daytime’s decreasing light a piling of birds flocks upwards and bursts in hampering black shapes A spilling against usual gravity; a fury, a soar, and a commitment to air set in place as nose, ears, eyes are structure and familiar form each bird on each bird over like cut paper blown and swept fallen […]
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“they’re looking for light…”
they’re looking for light for light. karen. who is she? does she see an energy? Its uses and abuses the caretaker cares for you you like see it in an arm propped open with dialect uses and abuses when I brush against you I am in the brush and the birds are shatters looking for light I […]
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Zach Barocas, contributor
Suggested Reading Home Movies & Other Necessary Fictions, essays & scripts by Michelle Citron Geography of the Imagination, essays by Guy Davenport Selected Stories, by Andre Dubus First Diasporist Manifesto, art manifesto by R.B. Kitaj Letter to an Imaginary Friend, poem by Thom McGrath Lancelot, fiction by Walker Percy Suggested Listening Identikit CD, Burning Airlines […]
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“Hydra I”
have not received the new book of Apparitions cruciferae six stamen salad her garibaldi orange hover over in dressing in orange six springs spell the 30,000 of it spelled by pectoral and upward glance or adrift me finger the piano forks thy father’s name (stamen and pedal) stippled w/the phenomenal no matter but its […]
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“Hydra II-V”
hydra II a grassy room without vegetables and is where to sing amazing graves or is navigable — hair carpets her vast collection of collectibles. dust settles everything what you gather is predetermined by these activities I/thee reproached in ridiculous vacuum. II. ( smear a painting out of it hot gas lines exhume everything joe […]
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“When my father speaks I hear him sing this song to his children”
If I can be a woven bed for you made of a firm string that can withstand cold and heat frost and fire Imagine my fingers as long ropes extended from tree to tree but they would give enough to be right enough to sleep in to be held by; sure, made. I would hold […]
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“A Farewell to Kings”
The Lords of Birth & Rebirth diet on dexedrine, slimming their auras into afterglow. Their skins luminesce with a milky sweat. Bloated with dopamine, their limbic clusters buzz. A mother expecting might worry her prolactin into hiding its hordes of vital allergens. Your central nervous system is a bath, abundant & sudsy. But these Lords […]
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“Steering Goes Watery”
Beyond that barrier a sucking motion keeps collapsing. Speed falters; the water-jacket — iron hot — grills the cylinder til the coolant vaporizes, or plumes into the gastank, reeking of cooked metal. I don’t understand it. Drivebelts shred like string-cheese. All of a sudden, the chassis starts floating. There’s a liquidy trickiness to life, an […]