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POEMS ONLINE
"Remembering
the World" in Electric Velocipede
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(For now, the world
flat and finite
like his mind. The ocean’s
crisp boundaries
spill over four corners
like memory, disappearing.) |
"A
Season with the Geese" in Abyss & Apex
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Once when we
were young, we flew
to Europe with the geese. |
"The
Lament of the Naga's Mother" in Abyss & Apex
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He said he
loved my missing feet
and treasured every scale I shed. |
"The
Passionate Oven" at Transcriptase
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Mr. Barowicz is a gourmet chef.
His spatula, teasing, stirs milky sauce
agile fingers dipping, tongue darting to lick |
"Inside
Her Heart" in Ideomancer
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my wife sits down
in the breakfast nook.
"I'm done being a woman,"
she says. "I'm going to try
being a house." |
"String
Theory" in Ideomancer
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If the universe is a tapestry woven
with sheer silk threads that unite subatomic
quarks with the whistling vastness of the milky
way |
"Invitation
to Emerald" in Lone Star Stories
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In utopia, birds parade
across skies of scarlet
or amber, or cerulean.
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"The
Dream Vacation" in Mothering Magazine
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Sprinkle
cooking oil
over your pan
until it sizzles like sunlight
sizzling a tropical shore. |
"The
Oracle on River Street" in Goblin Fruit
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She stands
on the sidewalk, holding out
her hands to passersby like a collection bowl
of translucent, veined flesh. |
"Elfin
Song" in Goblin Fruit
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heat waver horizons
fire flares,
hidden faces
eyes sleek like cats |
"Pro-Life
Patter" at Alas, a Blog
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what if he’s
the next
Mozart
if he cures cancer
could end
racism |
"The
Fate of Hitler's Brain" in Flashquake
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Researchers have revealed:
Hitler had syphilis. It rendered him insane. |
"Road"
in Flashquake
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black boil
hands
hot tar feet
bubbling flesh
to flat. |
Header illustrations by
Sam Weber (left and
right) and
Fantasio (center). |