Arthur Vogelsang

Arthur Vogelsang

  DEMENTED DISCUSSES DISTINGUISHED   I motion the black beggar at the intersection into my car. We drive along and interrupt each...
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Dorothea Lasky

Dorothea Lasky

I am Eddie Murphy / I am snorting cocaine off of tanned Italian backsides / While ten young men / Suck my gigantic dick / For two hundred hours

Tadeusz Dabrowski

Tadeusz Dąbrowski

Those who have spent / all their money go trailing about for days / on end and die of exhaustion. Discreet / services collect the bodies before anyone has time / to notice them. How do I know about this? I don’t.

Marvin Bell

THE POEM: Robert Peake on Marvin Bell’s “Wednesday”

Poetry came to me, like it comes to Bell in this poem, as the inkling of something magnificent and otherworldly amidst the everyday drudgery of mundane living. Poetry became the only language that made sense to me. I got up before dawn to read and write, because poetry gave me a reason to throw off the body-warm quilt and face the day.

Amy Gerstler

Amy Gerstler

the widower chugs Elijah’s wine / no sense letting it go to waste / it tastes like dirt from the cellar floor / like tree bark like the inside / of a woman’s mouth / Elijah lived a mysterious life / raised the dead / brought fire from the sky / foretold people’s fates / was taken up in a whirlwind / and reached the quiet stars

photo: Nick Rosza

Jane Hirshfield

The rain is string / for wrapping a package no one knows / the inside of, they just keep trying to mail it.

Cynthia Cruz

Cynthia Cruz

The boat of death moves soundlessly / Across the room. // Then the terrible gift:

Amy Gerstler

Amy Gerstler

I pet baby mammoth’s roasted / hide, unfold hairy ear-flap still / stuck to skull and whisper into it. / Later, take chips of burnt sticks, / spit, plus mammoth fat, mix / in cup of hand and use paste / make to sketch young mammoth / on shadow wall. /

Justin Quinn

Justin Quinn

I have been easily mistaken / by the perhaps red eyes of this, / a small fly, for a side of bacon, / cheese, old fruit or piece of piss.

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