by Michael Braverman

"Our mother", I said. "Its our mother who's dead. Not just your mother. Do you know what I'm talking about?" Jay rocked back on his haunches and stuck his finger in his mouth again and started to hum. "Do you remember our mother, Jay?"

Read My Mind
by Jamie Joy Gatto

The envelope grew larger, its contents bulging, papers spilling from its guts. Apparently it had decided it would no longer talk to Walter, though it began to laugh at him, mocking his weakness.

by Ron Porter

I chase my dreams across acres of time. I thought I saw her in Portugual. Lisboa, where I ran amuck with a band of junkies.

Cow Girl and Pig Heaven
by Jerry Erwin

She moved away from me and sat up in bed. I was about to start babbling in defense of myself, when I realized her anger was not directed at me -- thank God. She was looking across the room. I did too. Oh, shit. A pig.

On Track
by Diane Payne

"I've died before. It ain't no big thing." We're ten years old. I've never heard anyone talk like this before.

Dancing With The Streets
by Susannah Indigo

"Yeah, forget about it, Gear," Powell pipes up. "We're going to dance! Don't you know it's impossible to be depressed while dancing with the streets?"


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Confessions Of A Compulsive Gambler
by Brian Weiss

Dammit, this isn't a compulsive gambling problem. I'm up against the wall here, financially. True, I did blow more money than I intended over the past few months but, it's not because I'm's because I'm losing my ass.

Bob Dylan: An Appreciation of How He Is Now
by Jeff Beresford-Howe

Every Bob Dylan show is a birthday if you want to be born.

The Theater of Time
by Brian Peters

I confess, I regarded the time as aspirational, like speed limits and stop signs and changing your oil every 3000 miles. Anytime before nine would be a moral victory, and I can go for days without a moral victory.

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and is Purple
by john e

yeah right / i know jazz i know coltrane / sheets of sound and all that...

Selected Poems
by Scott Poole

A man lures a turkey into his Subaru / and rolls up the windows...

Nature or Civilization
by Robert Gibbons

I'm going to force this poem to start with the image of all colors gathering / in the sky erecting the arc of a black rainbow.

The Clown Trilogy
by Pasquale Capocasa

She took the jar of mustard / from the table, my neighbor did, / and with a strong fluid motion threw it at the clown in the cook's hat...

The Lawn Poems
by Gerald Forshey

Struggles with my father / were measured / in the shape of a lawn...

Selected Poems
by Christopher Locke

Spain for a month, and our days became / complicated as pushing the balcony doors open, the white houses packed in like immaculate skulls.

John Lee Hooker tribute
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