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Contents
Townsend Walker
Pow Day 7
Alex Rieser
Learning to Talk 16
Sorry, Caroline Knox
17
Liana Holmberg
Surface Area 20
Charles Kruger
In Search Of 24
Soul-Mending 26
Nitty-Gritty Haiku 29
Nic Alea
4 30
Andrew O. Dugas
Sizer’s Funeral 36
Candice Novak
Strawberry Meat-Smile 38
He Reminds Me 40
Wartime Bet 42
Catherine Brady
from No Other Life 44
Sam Sax
from Hella Gay Notes from Underground
From Monstrero.s Belly 54
We Swallowed Two Time Capsules 58
From that 1970 Bomb 62
We Are Bending 64
They Left Them to Die 68
A Prehensile Fairy Tail 72
They Buried Him Alive 76
I.d.z, Eros, & Superheroe.s 80
The Burning Girls 84
A Letter from J. Edgar Hoover 88
Mime’s Last Show 92
For Hart Crane 96
Hannah Stouffer
Spirit Quest front
cover
Summer’s 7th Night back cover
Blackest Night, Dark Mountain 52
Double Battle Axe 53
Pow Day
8
Townsend Walker —–––––––––––
Czechislowinstononovakia
10
Andrew Paul Nelson —–––––––––––
Now is a Verb Not to Be Confused w/
Has
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btw the shadow
and the sun
there are (will be) a million
more
h o l e s identical to
this one
before you fall asleep
(finally!)
sleep is a sickness
that does not get better w/ time
the last time you fell ill
you began to love the fever
didn’t you!
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Andrew Paul Nelson —–––––––––––
Learning to Talk
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Sorry, Caroline Knox
18
Alex Rieser —–––––––––––
Surface Area
to cough
his brother’s truck coasted up
to the driveway geared
down roared past the dark house
she re-hung the drapes
22
Liana Holmberg —–––––––––––
In Search Of
Give me a horoscope
Give me a magic ring
A song to sing
A coat of many colors and
An eye to see
Amen
24
Charles Kruger —–––––––––––
Soul-Mending
I am afraid to write
I am afraid of what I might find out
Writing is hard
No wonder we are afraid
I am afraid to write.
I am afraid of what I might not find out.
In a woods or
A mountaintop
Or a beach
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Nitty-Gritty Haiku
My father hates me
Because I have erections
Fuck him up the ass
He created death
Condemned all of his children
Then blamed us for it
My father is dead
And I do not have children
Why am I not free?
28
Charles Kruger —–––––––––––
4
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34
Nic Alea —–––––––––––
Sizer’s Funeral
36
Andrew O. Dugas —–––––––––––
ErdbeerenFleischiächeln Strawberry-
Meat-Smile
38
Candice Novack —–––––––––––
He Reminds Me
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He could say “burn your suit” –
convincingly – while wearing one.
40
Candice Novack —–––––––––––
Kriegzet Wette Wartime Bet
42
Candice Novack —–––––––––––
from No Other Life
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Catherine Brady —–––––––––––
From Monstrero.s Stomach
thanks to carlo collodi and carrie rudzinski
samuel,
you will one day grow into a man
now you are still too gentle with dirt
too god and sex in the same word
men are hard as petrified forests
they do not soften in the rain
i am told
men are dogwood made.
we are played by the hands of a world
that never knew how to hold us.
are meant to make marionettes out of women
play heart strings like handcuffs
54
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
trapped in the belly of a whale
i met my maker, his hands held the touch
of redwood and resembled my own.
his legs // also driftwood
samuel,
you were such an empty and beautiful child
what have you let yourself become filled with?
you are still too gentle with dirt / still soften in
rain
you have grown into the shape of a man
without root or veins
each gesture painted onto your skin is empty
performance
grow your bark until it covers all of your
silence
hide inside the shadows of your body
learn to speak gasoline
never have any children
you will not know how
to teach them to be men
i am a special puppet
who never wanted to be real
whose whole life is his performance
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Sam Sax —–––––––––––
We Swallowed Two Time Capsules
[germany. 1941]
remember the night we wrapped
ourselves in gershwin scores
and smuggled our bodies
across the berlin border.
and a family
who did not share our god
let us hide beneath their stairs
we got drunk on their communion wine
kissed in the shadows
quote:
[washington, 1992]
it was that same look you gave me outside of
seattle
as you held me like a shotgun
your form filled more with heroin than blood
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i couldn.t even say that i was sorry.
60
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
From That 1970 Bomb to Three Members
of The Weathermen
Forcing The Rest Of Them Underground
62
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
We Are Bending
we are bending
kneeling before alters ‘til our toilet bowls
sparkle with sterile forgetfulness
trained as children to be
hygenisists
scrubbing flesh to bone until our skeletons
are clean enough to be eaten off of
we are folding
hands into gloves so these five finger
sweat lodges can touch spirit
without ever becoming unclean.
we are bending
prayers into stilettos to punch
holes through the kitchen linoleum
we are folding
our clothing into instrument cases
to runaway on this music
we are bending
our bodies into mason jars
to put our hearts on display
we are folding
soap bars into bed sheets
to meet the street sweepers gaze
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Sam Sax —–––––––––––
They Left Them to Die or One.s We Left
Behind
every one
pimps the dead for a richer today
or maybe for the chance to join them
according to my family
there was no body/no way out/and no thing
that can be done besides honoring the lie you
remember
we.d say,
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70
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
A Prehensile Fairy Tail
bonobo chimpanzees
resolve almost all their conflicts by fucking
i am not so lucky
i have a storeroom
in the belly of my tummy
marked this is where you
store all your bullshit…
do not enter on pain
of enlightenment.
i.m sorry
74
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
They Buried Him Alive
for maxwell rafkin
78
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
I.d.z, Eros, and Superheroe.s
for the neighborhood
i saw an octopus
pregnant with television wires
clinging to the side of a brick building,
and a car
filled with nothing but light
drives through darkness
at the intersection
of hipster and human
i live here.
on a border.s edge
paying a boarder.s rent
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for four walls and a floor
as dirty as my mind is.
at night my neighborhood
is a beehive filled with high
fructose corn syrup
82
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
The Burning Girls Were Once Public Art
86
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
A Letter from J. Edgar Hoover
to Former Republican Senator Larry
Craig
best intentions,
__________________________________
j. edgar.
90
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
Choreography for a Mime.s Last Show
a clown sits
nursing his cigarette
wet with his flower.s water.
slow keeps flame alive.
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remembers the first time he swung
suspended from the circus rafters
that lax tight rope couldn.t hold him on
purpose
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94
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
For Hart Crane on the 78th Anniversary of
his Death
And On My first Learning That He Had
Ever Lived
“the bottom of the sea is cruel” – hart crane
suicyanide swollow
all your poems till your gut busts
book binding thick
96
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
but you were born
with a silver gun in your mouth.
and have been waiting your
whole life to make love to that trigger
tell me hart,
was your new york
on the horizon when you
spoke your final opus?
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died in the same history thick waters
where all queer writers go to rest in peace
98
Sam Sax —–––––––––––
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