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TABLE OF CONTENTS
d'dra white
valerie witte
alan bernheimer
demaurie laviene
jason morris
garrett caples
anne lesley selcer
la'naya barksdale
ron palmer
sue landers
zack haber
katy bohinc
michael nicoloff
steve dickison
anahita jamali rad
daniel owen
ce putnam
donato mancini
mat laporte
d. scott miller
anne boyer
Made in Oakland CA, May 2014
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My new lover loves my child bearing hips
Gives him something to hold onto
While we slow dancing cheek to cheek
He don't know
This body isn't always comfortable
He calls me chocolate like it's my name
Like only sweet things come in this shade of brown
Like this skin hasn't ever been painful
He gives me affirming words for nickname
Renames my unhealthy sexy
He likes to show me off
Parade me in front of friends
Co workers and the like
He whispers in my ear when no one is looking
He don't know
I had to retrain myself to stand still
Don't know
I have to remind myself not to hear hisses in places void of snakes
My new lover is a passionate man
Kisses my lips until they mimic aftershocks
Inches hands over landscape like my skin is Braille
He don't know my person hasn't always been treated with this much care
Hasn't always been handled this gently
My new lover likes to call me his woman
He don't know I've been owned before
Wore daughter until it felt more possessive than familial
How childbearing hips can be more curse than blessing
He don't know I'm still learning to love this vessel
All chocolate and choice
Still learning all the ways rough can heal
All my new lover knows is I got these childbearing hips
He holds on to them while we dance cheek to cheek
He don't know all things I've done to keep the music playing
d'dra white
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"#
when we match faces with insects five are black on white paper.
or foreign material within the lens lining


the curvature of a body, bristles and hair hung. lossless


the way we maintain consistency. (I think about your hair maybe
once a week.) soft and blond when first formed
in most adults results in a hardening and darkening


inability to distinguish between his wifes voice, the radio, and a refusal
to consider the possibility that his hearing might fail.




























valerie witte
4


"#
in the basement spaces an extensive body of object relations. take


surfaces blanketed by felt arranged in frames hung like diamonds. soldiers
for painting, closets of cards and silk remnants from cigarette packs. a system
of pegs on which to hold ones bats and gloves
to walls, autographed balls alongside voices and chimes, animal sounds &


decanters positioned on a shelf. records spilling
to the floor, into the laundry a sort of organization. at a nickel a book cataloguing enough
to keep a child busy for years. a measure


of love. as if everything need be measured. there are ten original jackets. two are
black and red protecting original selections
knowing each can be located, rotated, played


& appraised, no matter how trivial.














5


""
(and please please tell me you are making phrases
out of sewer structures, fire hydrants, a pattern
of energy lines. the survival tricks played on travelers.)
we got our eyes yesterday and 60 percent of hauntings are pink


a turbulent blur. she understands the temptation to sneak to peek the foolish fire


faint. surrender to the love terrorist, the primary repository of affection. what
went loose in a psychological rebellion.
(two selves talking to me, its OK to just stop talking to me.) your willingness
to admit this is telling. in what manner of distraction he fled
finding delays in the film gaps where something possible
might have happened. (the more I love you the harder it is to go off-world off
men or remembrance and fingers are the way to press


or please tell me your world is corroborated by strangers.) dont give up on us blue flames

are crossbreeds of toy makers and



















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"#
primitive men. and godlike superhumans. the mirrored you
split or instructions for building a device one-half our own image
and the camera duplicates it. the disappearance of travelers
into mires, a woman in the next room singing
or the radio, chatter through a hall a noise matrix of voices
range in color from white to yellow to pale


blue the outcome of tossed dice on a wooden platform with three protruding
legs is suspect. (why you so rarely play.) as a technician on the seven fairy tracks he
recorded such moments with Polaroids.


(most of my lovers remained imperceptible; I was myself
not long ago fleeting as kit-in-the-candlesticks.) a little board
is a spirit forest wavering. (though youd never made me cry). sometimes
the things you arent looking for


are the most unbearable things.

























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Alan Bernheimer

l WAS A 1LLnACL P?nC1lS1
!"# %&'())* %+*,)

l always loved sendlng away for Lhlngs by mall. lorLy years before Lhe lnLerneL and Amazon made
armchalr shopplng commonplace, you could easlly obLaln a small monkey, a Leacup Chlhuahua, or a
ventriloquists swazzle Lhrough Lhe mall-order ads ln comlc books. Army surplus !eeps, needlng some
assembly buL cosLlng under $100, could be had ln Lhe classlfleds aL Lhe back of opular Mechanlcs. 8uL
for caLegory breadLh and klLsch, noLhlng compared wlLh Lhe uoroLhy uamar caLalogue, each page
feaLurlng elghL or nlne selecLlons ranglng from household gadgeLs llke a serraLed grapefrulL spoon (seL
of four, $1.49) Lo novelLles llke an anL farm ($2.98) or a drawkcab llaw kcolctells time backwards
(8.98). My LasLe ran Lo novelLles and l dld buy Lhe farmLhe llLLle farmers shlpped separaLely.

l boughL buL never masLered Lhe swazzle, a half clrcle of leaLher, meLal, and plasLlc Lhe dlameLer of a
quarLermarkeLed as Lhe secreL Lo Lhrowlng your volce, buL really [usL a devlce Lo produce whlsLllng
nolses and ducky speech.

ln a relaLed amblLlon as con[urer, l made Lhe LranslLlon from operaLor of sLore-boughL pracLlcal [okes
(Lhe drlbble glass, Lhe boLLomless spoon), gaffs, glmmlcks and prepared decks Lo some grace and fluldlLy
ln slelghL of hand wlLh cards and colns, educaLlng flnger muscles wlLh hours of pracLlce ln fronL of a full
lengLh mlrror unLll Lhe moves became lnvlslble Lo me. 8uL my shorLcomlng as a performer was Lhe
magicians paLLerLhe weave of personallLy, narraLlve, momenLum, and mlsdlrecLlon LhaL cloaks slelghL
ln llluslon and elevaLes arLlflce Lo arLa surprlslng deflclency ln llghL of Lhe success l was havlng wlLh
hlgh-school dramaLlcs, especlally ln comedlc roles. 8uL ln maglc l had no ready access Lo a good scrlpL or
dlrecLor.

Surprlslng, Loo, slnce my llne of paLLer as a hypnoLlsL was good enough Lo puL half a dozen sub[ecLs
under. And paLLer, along with confidence, is all there is in the hypnotists bag of tricks.

As a young man, my faLher had hypnoLlzed a few summer campers when he was counselor, and so l had
close-hand evldence LhaL lL could be done, as well as a Lendency Lo follow ln hls fooLsLeps. l malled away
for and recelved Lhe Hypnosis Handbook from Lhe naLlonal CrysLal Company ln Mlllburn, n.!., whose
order form for addlLlonal publlcaLlons on [udo, LaLLooed women, helpful hlnLs for horseplayers,
handwrlLlng analysls, yoglsm, and chasLlLy glrdles accompanled Lhe 16-page pamphleL.

eLer 8., my new ?ork ClLy aparLmenL bulldlng upsLalrs nelghbor and boyhood frlend, was my flrsL
sub[ecL. 1hls would be freshman year, hlgh school. Cne evenlng, l saL hlm down ln a recllnlng aqua blue
uanlsh modern armchalr wlLh a maLchlng fooLsLool whose Lop LllLed up Lo compleLe a comforLable lazy
S. A readlng lamp on a sclssor mounL behlnd hls head shone on Lhe pencll Llp eraser LhaL l held abouL a
fooL from hls face, a llLLle above Lhe eye llne. 1he resL of Lhe room was ln shadow, lncludlng me. l sLarLed
Lhe sLandard paLLer abouL concenLraLlon, relaxaLlon, and drowslness and soon hls eyellds began Lo
fluLLer. Pe wenL under durlng Lhe sleep counL, and Lhe caLalepLlc arm LesL (unable Lo bend aL elbow)
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proved he was an apL sub[ecL. AfLer deepenlng Lhe Lrance, l Lrled a varleLy of exerclses, lncludlng
numbness Lo paln, clalrvoyanL halluclnaLory Lravel Lo dlfferenL locales, and harmless posL-hypnoLlc
suggesLlons such as speaklng an absurd senLence (Alan is a zebra) whenever l puL my hand on hls
head. LveryLhlng wenL by Lhe book, and l was careful Lo ensure LhaL my sub[ecL wakened aL Lhe end
feeling as refreshed as if hed had a nice nap. He remembered nothing from the sesslon, whlch ls noL
unusual, alLhough l had noL suggesLed amnesla.

Peters younger brother was similarly suggestible, and I can recall him sitting atop the Lmplre SLaLe
8ulldlng, holdlng a Lelescope and swlvellng around Lo see Lhe clLy slghLsaL leasL ln hls mlnd. uavld S. a
smarL-alecky red-halred Canadlan schoolmaLe, was anoLher suscepLlble sub[ecL.

8uL desplLe my success wlLh peers, l ran lnLo a psychologlcal wall when l aLLempLed Lo hypnoLlze an
adult. In retrospect, Id made a poor choice in an opinionated, impatient, skepLlcal sclenLlsL frlend of my
parenLs who Look Llme ouL from Lhelr dlnner parLy to try my new skills. Once Id gotten his eyes shut,
noL even Lhe relaxaLlon Lechnlqueguldlng hls aLLenLlon Lo hls exLremlLles and movlng Lhe relaxaLlon
polnL gradually up Lhe llmbs Lo Lhe body core and flnally Lhe mlndwas able Lo produce or deepen a
Lrance. Clearly l should have plcked a less sLrong-wllled and sLubborn sub[ecL for my flrsL experlmenL on
an adulL, slnce success breeds confldence ln Lhe operaLor.

1hls seLback and Lwo oLher facLors conLrlbuLed Lo my abandonlng a buddlng career as mesmerlsL.
AlLhough each successful Lrance lnducLlon produced a small Lhrlll of conquesL, l was becomlng bored by
Lhe avallable effecLs and acLlvlLles Lo pursue wlLh Lhe hypnoLlzed sub[ecLs. AlLhough l was readlng abouL
hypnoLherapy, l was clearly Loo callow Lo aLLempL anyLhlng ln LhaL llne, and l knew LhaL slmply removlng
sympLoms of neuroses Lhrough hypnoLlc suggesLlon wlLhouL geLLlng aL underlylng causes was belleved
Lo resulL ln new and perhaps more problemaLlc expresslons of Lhe unresolved lssues. 1hls belng Lhe
early 60s, smoking cessation was not yet on anyones mind. lrankly, l was geLLlng creeped ouL by Lhe
sense of exerLlng power over oLhers, even Lhough l Look lL on falLh LhaL sub[ecLs cannoL be lnduced Lo
do anyLhlng harmful or morally ob[ecLlonable. 8uL Lhey were sLlll dolng whaLever l Lold Lhem Lo do,
lnsLrucLlons Lhey would noL have followed wlLhouL hypnosls. l declded Lhls ablllLy Lo mold anothers wlll
Lhrough arcane Lechnlque was noL a slde of my personallLy LhaL l wanLed Lo encourage.

lour or flve years laLer l dld Lry my sklll one more Llme on !., a Luraslan sLudenL from Wellesley vlslLlng
me aL ?ale for Lhe weekend, a frlend of frlends. 1here was no spark of romance, desplLe our adolescenL
hormones and Lhe laLe 60s cllmaLeeven a frlendly back rub led Lo noLhlng more. !. was lnLeresLed ln
qulLLlng clgareLLes and, slLLlng ln a red buLLerfly chalr one fall evenlng ln my walnscoLed Saybrook
College room ouLflLLed wlLh flreplace, leaded glass casemenL wlndows, and enormous double bedsLead
wlLh roses carved lnLo lLs dark oak, she was a ready sub[ecL and successfully Look Lhe posL-hypnoLlc
suggesLlon LhaL clgareLLes LasLe llke burnL rubber. And so Lhey dld, for aL leasL a few days, slnce such
suggesLlons need perlodlc relnforcemenL ln order Lo perslsL.

I dont know if Id make a good sub[ecL myself. l had no success aL all wlLh self-hypnosls per se, noL belng
able Lo geL my head around Lhe ldea of belng slmulLaneously suggesLer and suggesLee. 8uL Lhe posL-
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hypnoLlc cerLalnLy LhaL has remalned wlLh me ls the minds ability Lo creaLe lLs own LruLh, Lo see (or noL
see), lndependenL of ob[ecLlve reallLy: These arent the droids were looking for. LyewlLness error,
fabrlcaLed memorles of abuse, and pollce llneup mlsldenLlflcaLlon are [usL a few examples of such
suggesLlblllLy. neurologlsLs have even found cellular subsLraLes ln Lhe braln for manufacLured memorles,
engrams ln Lhe denLaLe gyrus. lf an amaLeur hypnoLlsL can make you halluclnaLe, how much more
convlnclng ls Lhe self-agenL. l can look aL Lhe klLchen counLer or refrlgeraLor shelf and noL see an lLem ln
plaln slghL because l sLrongly suspecL someone has puL lL elsewhere.

vlsual or audlLory llluslons lnvolve [usL Lwo of Lhe senses. Pypnosls ls also a well esLabllshed meLhod of
produclng anesLhesla. (ln Lhe days before novocaln was common for drllllng, my denLlsL uncle Lrled Lo
put me under but I just didnt trust him.) A sLandard LesL for Lrance is to tell the subject they wont feel
paln ln, say, Lhelr hand and Lhen sharply plnch Lhem, or even use a pln prlck. Conversely, lts claimed
LhaL a cool spoon applled Lo Lhe skln can boLh produce a burnlng sensaLlon and ralse a bllsLer ln a
subject who is told that its red hot. no wonder Lhe placebo effecL has become parL of medlcal
orLhodoxy. And ln several recenL sLudles, opLlmlsLs had as much as a 30 percenL lower morLallLy raLe
from cancer and hearL dlsease Lhan pesslmlsLs. lalLh heallng ls [usL a sLep beyond.

And speaklng of opLlmlsm, Lhe naLlonal CrysLal Company was almosL cerLalnly Lhe mall order buslness
sLarLed ln Lhe 1960s by !ullan Slmon, laLer an economlsL and conLroverslal populaLlon growLh opLlmlsL,
as a way Lo employ hls ouL-of-work parenLs. Pls faLher had run a Lwo-man washlng soda buslness under
Lhe same name ln nearby newark LhaL folded durlng World War ll.


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Ny Life That You Weie Boin In!
by Bemauiie Laviene

Bi Bemauiie,
Aie you gay. oi happy.
No, I'm happy
Yes, I'm gay, because my life
I'm looking foi someone, but I'm happy because I'm gay
I'm gay, yes, but I have a iainbow flag
I'm gay, but you think I like boys
I got fiienus that suppoit me
I'm happy because my fiienus anu my family suppoit me!
Why aie you gay.
!"#$% "#'( )* +,*-
0k, I hate youi way
./# "# "( )* +,*-
I'm the iainbow anu I have the colois!!

I have no uau
I was iaiseu by my mom foi 14 yeais
I'm a boy but I can be a giil when I be at home
I live with two biotheis, one sistei, anu my mom
Why uon't you have no uau.
Ny mom was my uau
01-
The shit I want to be
I can be whatevei I want to be!
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***

These big pink
flowers fallloudly
in my backyard

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the tenant of the plain
John Clare, The Wren


Morning rushes
into view, filled
with thrushes
singing in live oak
branches, more gnarled
than one
could ever expect. Or
drawtell about

prevailing winds
clouds Constable saw
& painted in
raw shifting silvers

coke steam
seams aquifers & sneered
dominion not anapologetos
the calamity of being real
this thin thing poems
& paint

form, to
deliver doubled
a dream of a dream:
tell about

long limbs hanging
impossibly down
to soak rain & light
jason morris
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out of
low parking lot air.

Tell about or draw how
gravel crunches under
tires there, sound
cloud on a podcast,
cloudless

extension cord thru CA
glittering I-80 extreme
heat advisory day. Or
hollyhock in lathy peeps

the noise is still familiar,
like
an echo I would strain
to hear
over man-made falls,
the wail
of dams, transformers, all.

The harder you listen,
the less
of it you getmesh
on which any of my
(initial or otherwise)
sense depends.

Signal: word dropped
in water
stone in well




9.V.13







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ENCAMPMENT ON OCEAN
for Jackson Meazle



Its as you suspected
Chert Breccia with Sculptor

a ways off

in thought, aside
Chaucer, the Red Statue of Mars

for a long time
I preferred
it kept
patterned

As electron to galaxy
in maze of expanding
ash
(the mind a cavalcade of
wild horses, as it spreads
across valley floor). Language

displaces nothing
kenosis

But if, as the philosopher says
Language is the house of Being
we (poets) have squatters rights
& treat the edifice as such

elegant poverty

trying barely
to make a trace


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The oracle at Delphi:
built around a ringer
the rock was the MacGuffin
Zeus mother used to trick
Kronos
a stand-in for the real thing







The really important thought I keep
Not thinking, as though by accident
Pushing it off
to the side



contrapuntal

almost to the point of

abstraction



right when I finish the poem
the bus pulls up




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GARRETT CAPLES RIDES AGAIN


my concealed carry personality
has deformed my trouser content

to the extent my permit permits
im shooting off often in public

im a blow dart in a wind tunnel
aimed in the wrong direction

a boycotted russian vodka distiller
an assdial away from arrest

im that bad molly going around
on the business end of fucking up

thats me in the glass inner office
telling beads on the heads of my foes

is it genderqueer to be a femme
& such an aggressive asshole

same bat time, same bat channel
but the cosplays a satin hassle

youd think my years in a boyband
would inure me to humiliation

but this bratwurst from the king
is the only thing keeping me

was i going to say alive? was i
going to stay in & get things done

or stand in line for a cronut
at my age in this tax bracket

they said bananas could get you high
they said lyric poems had to die

they said lickon tattoos were lsd
& toiletseats could give you stds

the reek of the schoolyard cistern
haunts todays items of piety
garrett caples
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just as readily but to me the poetry
only grows under such conditions

as to hold the candle up to the album
to illuminate the grooves. every time

the bucks go clattering i go numbering
their hooves in this inexplicable ritual

of anthropologizing up over this
200 year old carpet of cigarettes

im ready for my autotune, dr. luke
im ready to head to toluca lake

to watch the ghosts of flappers
float over the lawn of the hope estate

while its still for sale. where once
i was cuckoo for cocopuffs

im afraid ive gone apeshit
for grapenuts today. ive only got

so many colons to lasso
your heart away


17
PAUL BOWLES IN EL CERRITO


the marimbas and the marijuana were the only good things in the town. the men were
violent and dirty. the women were made of stone. a tortilla might run up and smack your
face. the doilies were straight unforgivable. there was a cactus the size of the grand cooley
dam and a pencil the size of a lizard. a burro made of churros and a pinata stuffed with
opinions. compared to my life as a mountain dweller, even the bums were city slickers.
the wind always blew hard and cold. the marijuana and arhoolie records were the only
good things in the town. there were ill-mannered goats as big as great danes, while the
great danes themselves were like runty chihuahuas. the university presses were nothing to
speak of and the abandoned monasteries less than picturesque. the palm trees were
clenched like fists. the guitars were out of tune and the pianos had 86 keys. it was illegal
for men to breastfeed in public. the ample parking and the marijuana were the only good
things in the town. the flowers gave off the most foul odor. the sex offenders barely
registered. there were no gas stations and it was a pain in the ass to go to the dentist. the
internet was a broken wheel propped against a well, the telephone a buzzard on a shed.
there were neon signs like giant banana leaves and stick bugs like you wouldnt believe.
the gorge that lay below the town yawned and belched a puff of smoke, because the
marijauna and the barbeque were the only good things in the town.


for Andrew and Rose
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HOMAGE TO ROD ROLAND


ah man, an inch of snow in cario
& peter otoole dies same day
as joan fontaine. petes death
hurts the rest of us who were
nt affected by, say, paul walker
s child molestation explosion
but still gotta live with it in the
cosmic sense. i cried when john
ny thunders died & laughed a
bout kurt cobain though maybe
thats just me. my-my-my gener
ation didnt include me for reasons
not opaque to me. i wasnt what
mtv said to be & it was a comp
elling narrative back then. i listen
to the filler on an iron butterfly
album & think whyd they bother
when they just coulda? i hear ele
phants are telepathic & why
shouldnt they be? they got
big ears

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1
Riddem


All the beautiful boys
Have secrets that ties their mouths,
Educations that wind like staircases,
Dressed in pinions, bright as children
In the prison of the collapsed present,

Their speech goes from the mouth as a ribbon,
Stretches out like poverty stretches out in languor,
Records and retells sensory fact that models untellingness,
In collaged rhythmic sequences that
Unfold like the poem, but affect change.

In the glittering building, in the self's apartment,
Blossoming in the bright actual library of tears,
They chant: "In the place of absence,
Multiplicity, in the place of of givenness,
Repleteness, in the place of languor, rising,
In the place of rhythm, ribbon."

They laugh outside the library,
Read out loud to one another on the pavement.
Actual tears drench the ground. Vast lucid texts
Are unclenched, "It is morning, speech has blossomed,
You are awakening. A lovely light is singing out loud.
In the movement, in my eyes, in the line, Silvia
Federici is alive."

anne lesley selcer
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2
My mother was a secret house,
a new round of enclosures.
Adriatic, Galia, Algerian, Atago.

Magic seemed a refusal of work.
Bella Heart, Betty Anne, Bergamont, Black,
Black Amber, Black Beauty, Black Globe, Black Pearl.

The world had to be disenchanted,
Angel, Aprium, Arkansas Black,
Athena, Baldwin, Apricot,

sexual activity transformed into work,
Black Current, Black Rochelle, Baby Bear,
Catalina, Cherimoya, Crimson Red,
Crab Apple, Clemintina, Crimson Glow,

complicity and repulsion, negation then exorcism,
medicine reformulated into perfume.
Red Delicious, Dancy, DAnjou Red,
Ellendale, Crimson, Crimson Sweet.

In this large and most beautiful house,
Elephant Heart, Barhi, Black Raspberry,
Black Sugarcane, Canaydria, Canary.

Bartlett, Babcock, Blackberry,
Calimyrna, Cello Blood.

Ariran, Athena, Amagaki,
my mother was a feral house.
Ambrosia, Apple Pear.

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3
The eye must be sunlight


Ice caked, falling water, compression, clarity
if colors are the deeds and sins of light, this is light caught sleeping

green abases to gold, red deepens to rouge
a hillside becomes painterly, its grass turns ochre, expires into solidity

a postcard series: the sky painted blue, the grass green
the work is a machinery of distance and contact

conceptually based sequences, shot North, West, Northwest, Southeast

cold and colorful, red deepens to rouge, gold abases to green
the mirror is the brightest color, the mirror strikes light.

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4
What proliferates in absence, distance

and is behind every word,

what sounded like lions


but were rips, splices,

the invisible straining toward convexity,


how heaven and death are concurrent

and beauty is a way to appear.
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la'naya barksdale
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exceipt fiom: Pei<veisions>Son


cute foi the viius
vaiiability cleaveu

attachment : uetachment
life cycle is the same

foi eveiy stiain anu even faith
is hostile in the wiong hanus

unuetectable soul
puiple veineu jellyfish

Clinging between the lungs
Like a poital winuow

showing him slice a cow
in lovely thin slices

caipaccio with the fui
still black fuzz aiounu the meaty

euges bouiless
miiaculously bloouless

fell folueu caitoonlike
the slices of cow ciumpleu

upon themselves
I'm alive again because of you

am I a neuiotiansmittei, no I'm youi
fucking ghost I won you

you own me
Stupiu amphetamine pulsing

synaptic I'm insiue you bettei than memoiy : Bey honey what wai

weie you in.
Stioboscopic Ruin (skunkclit) flick

uiowning in tongue I am youis
ron palmer
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Shallow bouy angei

"Befoie I was wasps
I was passing foi a man

thiough a uooiway"
"we both hau a long

shiny knife uiowning in that uooiyaiu blooming I am a seveiei

of self no song left soiiy sexy Whitman I am

muiueiIng my Waimei Biuuei

Waimei Biothei
Waimei Bioouei--

With my cock.

















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hei little bouy shiveiing in youi aims

I've leaineu hei shivei anu staie when she smells uangei

fiantic sciatching on fence a piimal ciy then two iaccoons backlit by

neighboi's seconu flooi blue winuow flickeiing cinematize the uouble

cieatuie iunning huncheu & balanceu by tiny fuiiy hanus on

fence
Bunting a stiay we call jaw-jaw kitty

because when we tap gently oui winuow she looks up fiom licking

hei black paw anu vibiates hei jaw like a jitteiing iobot

at us kneeling & laughing on oui couch in the Califoinia sunlight

I heai wailing behinu the fence, I know jaw-jaw kitty is pineu

by the iaccoons anu bloouy footpiints on cement in the moining

tell the enu

with my cousin in a clown suit & the thiiu lovei iiuing anothei

stepping on some bouies
oxiue toes anu a bloouy nose







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0n the coast of genie:

I woulu be a cowboy
novel snailing into the stellai

nuiseiy biting foieskin stietch wheie
I giew up on viiginia Woolf's

maps foi imaginaiy spaces:
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exhibit satellite uunes
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Speeuing uown 1u1 :

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I ask you "wheie will you fly If I uie

Beie pining foi my Wombat pining foi Bistiionics pining foi the fang

of nostalgia
0n the way to the authentic self

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some fiauuulence saying

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faking my soul in the miiioi fingei fucking myself in the miiioi

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uraw a boundary
Slowly
SLuck ln your hear
Mud
Culcksand
Can swallow a
Puman ln slx
Seconds!
Well LhaL's nlce.
Shaman! Shaman!
Pelp
SPAMAn!

uon'L have
Any words
lor me
Anymore
1han you.

SLarL parenLhesls
8ecause aL
1he end l wanL
1o cup your
llalllngs ln my
alm. l
racLlced. no
lnch. SLarLle
lmpress velveL
Alumlnum sLurdy
SeLLle paper
WelghL offer
ln your naked
noL my fllnch
1haL ls was
osslble never
never. never
Always gave
Me pause
l llke LhaL
1houghL

A klnd of
8esponslblllLy
ln Lhe whaLever
Age phff
names? l
Can barely
Pandle
LeLLers buL
?ou ln Lhe
8ed-nexL space
All honesLy
SllenL hanglng
1here god
l'll eaL your
Cllche every
uay.

So l wenL
1o work
Make someLhlng
Work
Log
1
sL

1ech
nlque
1
sL

Anals!
CysL!
SorLa eleganL
1haL belng
uarLs aL
1he wall
SLrlngs of
erfecL Lens
Lvery one and
A whlle leL
1he mlnd run
1he age
8hyLhms hearLbeaL
Colng ampersand
MeLronome
uAMn l1 WC8kLu
LlkL a perfecL clock
And saLlsfylng.

lorgeL lack.
8ack back back
need need need
AfLer Lhe crlsls.
1rue Lrue Lrue
AfLer Lhe murder
Pe spenL
A loL of Llme
WrlLlng
Mu8uL8Lu
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very clearly on
Pls whlLe shlrL
ln maglc marker.
l wonder where
Pe goL Lhe maglc
MarkeL and lf
1here are llmlLs
1o beslde Lhe
olnL curloslLy.
Ampersand. 8u1.
Ll1PL8 C8 ClCnAnC?
1he good news ls
A compuLer canL
We sLlll need
Pumans.

l aLe a plzza
lL was
8andom
8uL lL wasn'L
1haL random
lL was plzza
All l wanL ls
8andom buL
8educLlve keeps
urownlng
Me.
unformed chlldren
And monks
8emlnd me
!usL be
Pappy wlLh
8ed agaln
And agaln
Classlc
So posL-modern
Cllche woke
up buL
SLlll dldn'L
ConnecL wlLh
1he renLs
So 8abel
lucked sLlll

l'm so awake
l'm always
Screamlng
Awesome.
ArL l [usL
WanL Lo purr
?ou!
l wanL Lo sLare
AL Lhe fllckerlng
LlghL ln Lhe
Wood flre sLove
ll8L ls always
8andom

l should be ln
ArL l'd make
More money
Sorry. l [usL
WanL Lo buy
?ou blrds
lor your
8lrLhday.
Ch and always
Clve Lhe beneflL
Cf Lhe doubL
As an example
Cf how we
Should all be
1o make
uLopla posslble.

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From Autobiography of Michael Nicoloff

what is your vision for this upload



beasts of the field intrigued by nonfiction



the epic of the pony but the memoir of the horse



the balance between enough space and enough mugs



tasteful nudes



strangle me with my mouse wire



things you shouldn't open with on a cold call



unfortunate vest



bat planning



a tuber time invents



stops chirping



michael nicoloff
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an illustration changes us



rank these from 1 to 5: beefy,



the jumble,



weapons-grade sexting,



the flames rising out of the ocean liner,



the giant face you see



flirting in blood



the speed of the lotus



the chip beater



hot cola



looking hella fierce



in the holy ghost trance

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get Wotan pronto



don't barf



don't rot



don't tolerate numbers



just a bacon cheeseburger



collaborating with your younger self



sperm emails



increasing brand control



I just need a man-sized bird nest



I demand naptime



fueled by manliness



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working group on the feminist city



late game appreciation for nature



critical terms that went nowhere



using somebody else's guts



in situations that are impossible



to feel good about, i.e.,



to feel good about



shipping pallets



being physically vulnerable



feeling good about having too much face



please let me use my mind to this purpose



go back to old forms

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steve dickison
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42
43
44
anahita jamali rad
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46
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I thought we'd look good together
by Anahita Jamali Rad

to tear (verb)

on one
another

each other
apart

like living
with nothing

on nothing
familiar

familial
forgetting

on sidewalks
like nothing

is spilling
there's nothing

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for giving
a number

for making
a killing

or taking
a beating


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THE CALLED TALLERS



Lame assassin said its nude court of extraneous
sun refrigerators, extraneous lunar court retinas.
Demolishment's evil gust and popular Spanish music
(my God, a pencil) and eleven vibing Medeas
suggest corn light, new grass, and errant lasting 11:30
of the night's ebbing only pair of sunglasses,
no habit of abandonment in total,
the poetry a lick calling jello rock cute little dross.
Pale old male markets and pesters for simple
accumulation. Lame assassin's days of ocular bravado
metabolically dispatch the red cess ecolab.
Some merchant airs days of applause, lapsed eras
engrimed in your liquor of signs.



























daniel owen
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THE CURVE



Alp and lil' eros of 20 years, charmed ego, elk court plums in
alp escape zones of chill ends, 25 years, univocal tourist, a day is an hour.
Elk court plums as blank ocular moles, as venting nascent day is an hour
of hate money in cane and the last images of ambush seem to recruit
poor united seconds. The letter of cancellation, a coffee
with milk, an injection, a span of talons trepan what hulls
a mirror, the near ice day, unnamed, abjures, bronchitis delves in rain.
Last manic ossuary reels day's core under court in a
late communion. Dawn's passion, a trace of mirrored roast's
desultory aggressor (pods of iguana mints discurse sullen laser yells).
Old dastard palace brags, a quelled braid of snow ascertaining a moved verse of southern
ventricles, a species of premature poor divestment at home,
mass oven cakes teen delay, and the peals of Canada enter
lost arcades of Plaza Martorell in Barcelona. Dawn passes, a trance
commotion of juice ghosts' noon cow beers, a finalized map of haste.
15 years, the desert of lonely manifestos sins a semi-sunrise
and traces a pyramid, a buffalo, a sordid day star,
the brazen necrotic jovial, perennial succor plumbs
pork in the mental dell of chilling ocean slaves.





















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NOT A MELLOW ME OCCURS IN RERUN



A quelled cape part of God frontier rerun sells llama Destiny
but oh yeah lead into Demented Girl.
A quelled cake, ornery with velvet Oz, for last lineage of my hand
sells llama Destruction
but O yodels indigo Silent Girl.
Avenue in simpers,
amicable.

































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OTHER AMENDS IN THE STAR OF THE OCEAN CAMPGROUND



Only the radio cruises the silence
(magnificent nude magnificent air)
voices, legion, cake Om parties
contiguous songs
cable ailing friends, hasten ultra
quandary mill, gooning tenants
venting years
unerasing most, minus probes and minus serene
K holes
(magnificent nude magnificent air)
sweet as style, O new vote of the springtime
10 grades of sober zero
at last 6 AM.



























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DAY 5
WINDING RIVER: A PART HE COULD NOT BORROW
Drop of water to drop of water
dragonfly leisure and vagabond
buzz debt barging up river and down.
Thirty more years wearing flowered
shirts conversing with the bodies
they want. Add temporary
works: a knot of roots under
a parking lot, an egret in its egg
wondering what its wings are for.
But who is going to purchase that?
Subtract phase rewards: we must
write all our animals now. I revolve
in the gravity of spirits above
the sea electric with Napoleon
below on that prison island beating
the air, flightless and stupid. Red
cranes spoil the beaches, and then
my isolation feels so mechanical.
I am following a single water
bugs total circuit from truck bed
ce putnam
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(10 PAX) to pink funnel to yellow
work boots. Lizards in the stairwell,
ants in the walls. There is a deep,
deep distance I feel it out there,
an internal ocean, tiding up beyond
any horizon. I need to see our planet
in the water, the white flower does
not stop going down.
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DAY 78
I TEASED OUT MY ALBA
Your feelings before
the morning rules: coffee!
did the tie up and down
gently with wooden
wrists and rope
pick a branch of sugar
mine is a coma measure
of being able to pause
thus, whenever the song continues
it survives on green breath
and cues up the EVOL eye
wake me up Spoons!
or follow me into the shade.
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DAY 95
THE EVERLASTING NOODLE IS ITS DELIGHT
Yesterday, I saw frizzled
lizards and had a laugh
at their jolly caricature
of stately Queen Bees
with their head attire,
ruff, feathered and courtly
train, do you want to see?
Our walk is being
pulled along by frail
dogs. It is not just
a feeling of corruption
without profit without you
outside the city walls
then some noodles
taking off shoes in our tiny
days bowling on red carpet
my dear fish balls someone
is howling three times
along with the cardboard
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pile in the stairwell three
times the spicy broth
with peanuts is over there
look away three times
not many happy days filled
bean sprouts on top remember
when we took ourselves off
into the moonlit hanger
and were floating
there up high and beyond
all stars we might as well have
that as our tender keepsake
falling away.
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Biwrixle


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ill voluntar
ism leg
less force squirrel-
wing membr

ane elegy d
irge win
ce pagan pop
pies burning
over green skull-li
ke cabbages black

mounds li
fe of vegetables' lea
ves bore in
bearded development all

ege the natur
naturalists colour-f
leck tractor ray
ces illusions light

silk slippers dus
ty city clogs, hooflike
watermelon cleft empty
ness of state

donato mancini
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twitter boi
l mutter whist
le trout tit ill
ate glass gerund
dive horseback pelt
anteater-ton
gue blown crystal

line theatre chir
ring bourgeois toa
d add quarrel dye t
o slopes crisp t
toast crunch root
s at gold cognac, ant

hology jangle keys
of language t
hick-walle
d semivowel abyss
ticklish request en
crust de
vout fat talk with
lactifluous competence

thesis tail cof
fee nupt
ial acci
dent omelette
immense lottery wheel

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whirr hypo-
critical acorns mon
ks cap antennae
ar is
ta te
got
hic pine

cone smelt milk
lancet tel
egram yacht collusio
n dry telephone drip
dripdrip

drip small-c
small-com
modity belt be
littling shuttlecock apple
told listen
ed understood

icy spa
zz swans m
ini squints h

ue-noise jaguar
s ear flau
tist lip oilsick c


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!

anti allprize
coal strawberries
cochineal bead ver
million lump

damp chemise rot to ope
n velvet azure
ibsen problem sum
mon burnoose zouave a
barber shaving the brgermeister

grazes! and if pa
le dim
innuendo in
fidel wrinkles raise
vision-teeth
crushed by binoculars cr
umble pol
icemanly phizz je
suitical tentacle
caresses con

vexity frisky
didactic bi
foliate
pleophonous
whirlw
ind pool incunabular sur
f well-m
eant alcazarian inte
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!


rjections: forward!

lower!
away!
tap!
cameo!


enough!




enough!




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He who travels down the highway
into a spectacular and historically
embodied way oI liIe shall cut
his own hair. Four more stations
oI rest; puke, and then tell him I`m
not the machine he`s been looking Ior.
The science oI imaginary problems.
The Iact that the whole universe
was created in the Big Bang. You
know, the kind oI anxiety you get
at noon when you`re sitting in
a pile oI road salt, waiting Ior your
passport photos to print? Wear
that hoodie Ior everlasting love.
Party pack, square one, a new man
vs. Ireeloader status. All the little
dogs have nowhere to go. This
is a portrait oI me, sucking. I need
to set up a meeting about being a
cliche dude. Mattress Iire, mattress
Iumes. The computer is a machine
imbued with I don`t know what,`
and so miss the truth, in the hopes
that someone might enjoy my liIe;
a body perpetually distracted and
amused, halI-man, halI cautionary
tale, allergic to all things exchange
based. 'We are the searchers and we
wanna get paid. The only thing
better than a night out, is a night
out-oI-body, consigned to the realm
mat laporte
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oI problems, any crossed-out time,
living animals subject to angry
emails. A meatball with a mind oI
its own. I`ve met horrible people
with impeccable politics, cover letter
mixologists with apocryphal speed-
dating tactics, with the ability to
slice and code e-blasts into a kind
oI dailiness constellation: they`
is a team player, a natural problem
solver, a Iully interpolated knowledge
broker, going hog wild about to have
and to hold. My desires include:
wanting to crawl back into bed
and lose twenty pounds, and also,
I would like a job where my brain`s
plugged in and I get paid to read.
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Young Professionals

Thinking bunny needs a nap.
Gets little else done. Just the animal
spin-out we've been waiting Ior.
Big nail in the sun. The inaugural
Ilame-thrower. Once upon a time,
everything was a sign oI gingivitis.
Twenty-two and auto-tuned,
just so you know. Congressional
dust-breather, about to embody
some serious hypocrisy.

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Young Professionals

Send a Ilag, a portal
to all our hollow core

interests, so bit, so
totally aIraid, it will cost

you the body, then run.
Girl with dog, boy with

bird, I loved the book
but I didn't buy it, outright.

At the time oI writing
this, we'd be plussed

in a world where being
in the object world

is all I can smell, I'd like
to live and check my

balance, Iree Irom pain.
I call this move the rotary

phone. Stuck on stand-
by Ior Ieeling time,

watching my money
dip in the perIect light.
67
d. scott miller
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69
70
BILDUNGSROMAN
Anne Boyer

the death of kurt cobain. the death of river phoenix. the death of johnny depp. the death of the
fresh prince of bel aire. the death of molly ringwald. the death of keifer sutherland. the death of
ally sheedy. the death of juliette lewis. the death of winona ryder. the death of gary coleman. the
death of jim jarmusch. the death of quentin tarantino. the death of gus van sant. the death of
robert smith. the death of polly jean harvey. the death of royal trux. the death of stephen
malkmus. the death of krs one. the death of debbie harry. the death of bret easton ellis. the
death of lisa left eye lopez. the death of sinead oconner. the death of erykah badu. the death of
all the cosmonauts. the death of sassy magazine. the death of jessie jackson. the death of
prince charles. the death of francois mitterand. the death of missy elliott. the death of the
sandinistas. the death of el salvador. the death of chile. the death of argentina. the death of
guatemala. the death of the soviet union. the death of the united states. the death of yakoff
smirnoff. the death of chelsea clinton. the death of courtney love. the death of frances bean.

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