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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;">I believe I died,<br />the day you told me<br />you wished you knew what true love was. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Kristen Williamson is currently a Graduate in English Literature and
Creative Writing at Binghamton University In New York, where her fields
of study include poetry,and fiction.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street Art by Dee Dee who can be found at @deedeewashere.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/glydersforever?_rdr=p" target="_blank">Glyders</a> is a young psych-pop band from Chicago and "Every Boy and Girl" is their new 7" single on Tall Pat Records.</span></span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-53041569632329137962015-11-25T21:57:00.001-06:002015-11-25T21:57:22.570-06:00Morning by Carolyn Elias<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Read Carolyn D. Elias’ poetry in the anthology: Turn Left at Nowhere.
Her work has been published by Lunch Ticket, Apeiron Review, Sassafras
Literary Magazine, East Jasmine Review, 1947, Slink Chunk Press, The
Tower Journal, Digging Through the Fat, The Magnolia Review, Decades
Review, S/tick, HelloHorror, The Altar Collective, The Gambler Magazine,
Black Fox Literary Magazine, Ann Arbor Review, Crack the Spine, The
Voices Project, Torrid Literature Journal, and Beakful. Look for Carolyn’s upcoming publications in The Poetry Storehouse,
Poetica Magazine, Vending Machine Press, The Bookends Review, and
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street artist unknown.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Chicago's <a href="https://www.facebook.com/santahhhh" target="_blank">Santah</a> is lead by the brother and sister team of Vivian and Stanton McConnell. "Talking In The Mist" is beautifully peaceful closing track to their recently released 2nd full-length album, Chico. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">up at six and on the site by seven hauling two<br />by fours or tearing down drywall with industrious <br />immigrants who spoke of only sex or carpentry<br /><br />I was the “professor” with his brand new <br />and coveted tools forbidden to walk<br />the ceiling beams until<br />the plywood had been laid<br /><br />diligent by day commended by the foreman<br />I put my wages up my nose <br />each night and lay until the early <br />hours pulse pattering face leaking<br /><br />the house grew quickly as <br />I measured days by coffee <br />breaks and lunch time naps<br /><br />when complete I left the town <br />and dealer in his Saab behind <br /><br />I keep my tool belt undisturbed <br />on a hook in the cellar</span>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Chris Barickman is an American singer/songwriter living in the Czech Republic.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Toronto-based grunge band, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/DillyDallyTO" target="_blank">Dilly Dally's</a> debut album, Sore, was released on October 9th by Partisan Records. </span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-36213708026628678922015-09-19T16:14:00.002-05:002015-09-19T16:16:26.158-05:00Steadfast by Christopher Bowen<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">She woke beside the bed that morning returning to it for years after saying to him, “I'm tired of you doing this to yourself. Someday you will be as tired as I am.”<br /> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">But she loved him more than anyone or just as much as love could give, the giving tree she was all limbs gone and just the stump to sit on with no leafs. He woke from that same bed in his dreams years later to describe in a way he couldn't then how cold and alone the world was without her.<br /> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">“In death you may find me, but in life you have lost me.”<br /> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And people came and went beside the bed, shook hands and made deals over the commodity of the person, the soul and it's wealth. They barter. They steal. They cry, but never laugh. So with nothing left to give but ears, a waving tide of shaken wheat field miles away whispering her name over and over and over again, kingdom came. Bustle went beside itself of: life, people, and love.<br /> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Finally she said, “In your dreams you will remember me and the tree you once knew that stood thirty yards up, some thirty yards away, some thirty years down the road, some thirty people in my bed and in my stead.”</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Christopher Bowen is a mid-western chef and writer. He is the author of We Were Giants (Sunnyoutside Press, 2013)and blogs from <a href="http://burningriver.info/" target="_blank">Burning River</a>.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Street art by <a href="http://lifeunderglass.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">SVEIK</a>. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.hindsband.com/" target="_blank">HINDS</a> is a four-piece group from Madrid, and "Garden" is the latest single from their forthcoming debut album "Leave Me Alone" which will be released this January via Mom + Pop. Picture a '60's surf/garage rock vinyl album washed up on a beach in Spain in 1995 and four young girls found it and played it everyday through out their childhood. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Author Note:</b> This prose-poem originally appeared in the first volume of a two year annual I published with other authors through my blog Burning River and a listing on Duotrope almost ten years ago. Though many may take different things from this work, it has and always will be, about my grandmother. I dedicated my first chapbook from Sunnyoutside to her with the line 'For My Giving Tree' in 2013. It was her favorite book. But she was my best friend, to this day, and her death crippled me for a long time.</span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-71109034453530313052015-08-16T23:08:00.000-05:002015-08-16T23:13:06.611-05:00A Most Special Charles Bukowski Birthday Edition: The City of Angels as told by Bukoswki at the bar by Matt Micheli<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;">I was young and at the bar. I had worked a long shift at the factory and would often come in this place to wind down, drink a couple drafts, whatever I could afford after a day’s work. This gal comes in. She has this bright beautiful red hair. She’s in a dress, really showing her legs, you know. She walks in. The bar stops. The few other scumbags who are drinking while the sun is still out stop what they’re doing and look at her. The mugs on these guys, all of them: lonely, worn… some more so than mine, some less.<br /> So she comes in and walks past me and I smell her perfume and I look at her. And she looks away, scared. I’m not a looker by any means so I’m used to that look. There are empty seats all around me but she takes a stool several spots down, I guess not wanting to be too close to this monster. She orders a drink, something red, something classy, you know those drinks sophisticated broads drink. I had four, maybe five dollars on me, so I offer to buy. I tell the barkeep, ‘Hey Jimmy, I got it.’ She looks at me, and man, she’s a looker, with that fiery red hair and the brightest blue eyes you’ve ever seen, a total gem. Then she looks away and insists to Jimmy that she can pay her own way. I say, ‘Look. I offered to buy your drink. Let me buy your drink.’ And she says, ‘Oh, thank you, but you really don’t have to.’ And she plays with her hair some and looks off uncomfortably. So I insist. I’ve always been persistent when I want something. Why start if you’re not going to finish? And she tells me ‘thank you’ and gives me a shy half-smile. I had only had a couple so I was still pretty good with my words. I said to her, ‘Sometimes the kindest thing you can do is to allow someone to be kind.’ She takes a drink and looks straight at me with those eyes. I have that sense. I know that I just broke through to her. And now it’s only a matter of time for ugly-old-me to wrap those gorgeous legs around me. I ask her, ‘Where you from?’ And she asks me, ‘Why do you ask that? I can’t be from here?’ And I say, ‘No. You can’t.’ Again, I had only had a couple so I was careful and aware and chose every word I said to her with pure precision. She tells me, ‘I’m from Atlanta.’ “Ol’ Hot-lanta,” I tell her and she laughs a little. ‘I’ve done my fair share in Hot-lanta.’ Really, I had never been to Hot-lanta. <br /> So the conversation was there but there was no movement. She was still way out of reach, several seats away. My beer was running low and I was out of money, so time was ticking. I said, ‘Why don’t you come down here, and I’ll allow you to kindly buy me a beer like the kind gentleman I am?’ That was it, my final attempt to try and close the deal. She sits there for a moment before standing up, picking her purse up off the bar, and walking in my direction. Imagine this bright red fireball with gams out of this world walking toward you. She sets her purse right down from me, orders two drafts from Jimmy, and slides onto the stool next to me. Jimmy brings over the drinks and I cheers to her and we clink our glasses and now I know she is mine. My face will be knee deep in that fiery crotch before too much longer. <br /> We carry on and laugh for a while about something, I don’t remember, and then she calls Jimmy to bring over two shots of whiskey. But she calls it bourbon like the lady she is. I can tell she’s buzzed because her cheeks are starting to match her hair. We take the shots. I look down at those fantastic legs, her dress riding higher than before, showing her magnificent thighs. We finish our beers and I ask her, ‘So Hot-lanta, where you going?’ My words are still there but beginning to lose ground. ‘The hotel I guess,’ she tells me and then asks, ‘You want to walk me?’ And with that, there’s no turning back for her, now. I say, ‘Yeah, I guess I can walk you. Wouldn’t want you to get lost in this City of Angels.’<br /> We get back to the hotel which is three or four blocks up from the bar. It’s one of those really nice hotels, clean, smelling good. I’m dirty from a long day at the factory and half-drunk so I feel a little out of place in such a classy joint, but that’s ok. We get onto the elevator. The button is pressed. The door closes. The elevator begins to ascend, dinging with every floor we pass. I look over at her and she smiles at me and then looks down and I’m hoping she hasn’t sobered up enough to realize her situation. We don’t say anything, and I picture those legs and where they lead to.<br /> The elevator dings again and we get off. She walks in front of me down the hall, swaying, her behind a beautiful piece of art. I’m no looker, you know, so I don’t often get a behind like that. So I’m excited and I’m beginning to bulge and I can’t wait to fuck her. I follow that behind into her room. The door closes behind me and she immediately attacks, kissing all over my mouth, aggressively. I rip the dress from her and she unbuttons my belt and we get at it. I mean, we really get at it. I worked that gal. I was proud of the job I did on her. I’ve got her bent over, over the bed, pushing the mattress halfway off the frame and onto the floor, and I’m slamming her as hard as I can and she’s loving it and moaning. And then she gets quiet, and I say, ‘What’s the matter?’ The next thing I know, she tenses up and constricts around my purple monster, and I keep going, and I’m about to blow. And then, she convulses, her insides tightening even more, and she hurls onto the bed, and I lose my load inside of her as I watch this chunky orange liquid spew from her mouth, covering the bed sheets. I’ve always hated the smell of vomit. Still inside of her, I gag and hurl all over her back. And then more comes. My vomit isn’t nearly as chunky as hers as it’s possible I hadn’t eaten in days. I’m just standing there, now, my cowardly cock between my legs, and she throws up again, that poor gal. <br /> I guess I fall asleep there because I wake up the next morning with the sun coming beaming through the blinds of this vomit-flooded hotel room that now stinks like absolute death. She is awake and dressed and looking like she did when I first saw her. ‘I’ve got to go to a meeting,’ she says, ‘and then I have a flight to catch.’ She’s looking into the mirror putting in one earring at a time behind that hellish red hair of hers. I’ve never been one to overstay my welcome, so I get up and find my pants and slide them on and then look for my shoes only finding one. I put it on. I pick up my shirt off of the floor, there’s some orange vomit stains splattered on it, and place it over my head. I think I put it on backwards, I don’t know. Looking at her, I can’t believe such a beautiful creature graced me with her womanhood. I’m thinking as she looks at me that she is probably thinking that she can’t believe she allowed such a repulsive being to enter her, but oh well. People make mistakes. We all make mistakes. <br /> She walks me to the door, I’m hobbling in one shoe, off-balance. We walk down the hall, her beautiful behind swaying in front of me. We don’t say anything. We get onto the elevator. She presses the button and the doors close. The elevator dings with every floor we pass, breaking up the silence. Then it dings one last time and the doors open. We step out and walk toward the entrance. The sun is bright and getting brighter as we approach. We walk outside and she hooks a right but I need to go left, so I do. I turn back to see her beautiful behind swaying and those calves of hers. I want to call out to her and it’s then I realize I never got the ol’ gal’s name. I stand there watching her, the sun really coming down, her swaying behind getting smaller and smaller before finally disappearing, lost forever in this City of Angels. </span>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.mattmicheli.com/" target="_blank">Matt Micheli</a> is the author of Smut, a sexy little horror novel recently released by Damnation Books. He has had multiple contributions to various literary magazines over the years--both fiction and non-fiction. When not sitting at his computer, sipping on a stiff cocktail, and writing words, he spends his days rolling around with his one-year old little girl and aggravating his beautiful wife.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street Artist unknown.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Adult Mom is the work of Steph Knipe, and as Adult Mom she released her debut album, Momentary Lapse of Happily, via <a href="http://www.tinyengines.net/products/545567-adult-mom-momentary-lapse-of-happily-lp-cd-pre-order" target="_blank">Tiny Engines</a> on July 31st.</span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-6755988297847922112015-07-31T23:06:00.001-05:002015-07-31T23:18:47.548-05:00I Am Sorry Your Ovaries Are Falling Out by A.J. Huffman<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A.J. Huffman has published eleven solo chapbooks and one joint chapbook through various small presses. Her new poetry collections, Another Blood Jet (Eldritch Press) and A Few Bullets Short of Home (mgv2>publishing) are now available from their respective publishers. She has two additional poetry collections forthcoming: Degeneration from Pink Girl Ink, and A Bizarre Burning of Bees from Transcendent Zero Press. She is a three-time Pushcart Prize nominee, and has published over 2200 poems in various national and international journals, including Labletter, The James Dickey Review, Bone Orchard, EgoPHobia, and Kritya. She is also the founding editor of <a href="http://www.kindofahurricanepress.com/" target="_blank">Kind of a Hurricane Press</a>. </span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This Zine Will Change Your Life previously published <a href="http://thiszinewillchangeyourlife.blogspot.com/2012/11/necromantics-by-aj-huffman.html" target="_blank">Necromantics</a> by A.J. Huffman. Check it out.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"Been So Long" is the lead single from the new album by the New York trio <a href="https://www.facebook.com/theWINWINthree" target="_blank">Win Win</a> (Arts & Crafts, June 2015).</span></span></b>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-66991668474047266552015-06-29T22:46:00.000-05:002015-06-29T22:47:21.501-05:00Dungeon Dragon Owner’s Manual by Jennifer Porter<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;">So, your gourmet apricot jam is just not lasting as long as it used to and you know you left two bottles of IPA in the fridge but now they’re gone. You hear ghostly footprints through the house, especially between the hours of 2 a.m. and 5 a.m. There are clothes in the dryer, and they’re not yours. An intrepid explorer, you make your way into the household crypt and, lo and behold, curled into a corner with smoke exuding from his nostrils that smells strikingly of Gummi worms, is your very own dungeon dragon.<br /><br />Don’t panic! The first step in dungeon dragon removal is to own up to his presence in your life. As a New Age parent this can be the most difficult step. This act of denial can drag on until your dragon appears one day to rummage through your cupboard for jalapeño-flavored nacho chips and you notice he is balding and growing a paunch.<br /><br />First, identify which sort of dragon you possess.<br /><br />One sort can’t decide what he wants to be when he grows up despite having been grown-up for a number of years. He refuses to declare a major. This is the dragon New Age parents have the most difficulty extricating from the basement. They feel sorry for him because he works hard at his minimum wage job and the economy does suck. He’s helpful around the house, washes his own clothes and often yours too, pays his bills (except lair rent) and is generally invisible.<br /><br />The other sort earned a degree in useless but culturally-important information. This Bachelor of Forget Adulthood graduate is finely versed in the art of poetry or ceramics or maybe even theater. He entrances the ladies with his flighty displays of wing-power, enchanting even his parents, thrilled with their progeny until they all hop into the same car at the end of the evening’s performance and drive to the same house as they have been, for the last twenty-nine years.<br /><br />I know what you’re asking yourself. Why didn’t you have a come to Jesus talk with your dragon when he was bright-eyed and chomping at the bit, fresh out of high school, ready to take on the world with his flame-throwing prowess? Instead of a dungeon dragon, he could’ve been an accountant, a computer software programmer, even a teacher; why, he could’ve been an engineer, as tight-cheeked as engineers are. Instead of hiding in his lair all the live-long day, he could have had a decent job.<br /><br />Some nearly useless pieces of advice in the eternal war against dragonitis:<br /><br />No allowance! Do not give your dragon money. They cannot hide in their lairs forever and without a car, cannot go clubbing with other dungeon dragons. Clubbing is a powerful force; use it to your advantage. Simply explain that if he wants to hang with Betsey, he’s going to have to take that minimum-wage job at McDonald’s.<br /><br />After several months of working a mindless, greasy, low-wage job, your dungeon dragon will wake up and yearn to be a highly-qualified professional. You must, however, strike when this iron gets hot. Once the dragon gets acclimated to the blue-collar life, he has everything he needs to be content in his lair without the full load of responsibilities that come with owning his own castle. Lurking in his dungeon is far easier than ruling the kingdom.<br /><br />No feeding! Do not feed your dragon. Home-cooked meals are to these dragons what rotting carcasses in the desert sun are to vultures. Ramen noodles, cardboard-flavored pizza, and powdery-orange mac and cheese can wear the soul so thin, your dragon may just decide to become an electrical engineer after all.<br /><br />Frequently buy expensive electronic devices that your dragon cannot afford (make sure you point this out) and make him teach you how to work them. Spend the entire teaching-session with a confused expression on your face and mess up the device a number of times, which he will have to fix and show you again. Mumble about having to buy more Depends and how much money he will save you when his father needs in-home care due to a chronic loosening of the bowels.<br /><br />Finally, and most importantly, stop telling your dungeon dragon how much you love him. You don’t have to be his cheerleader, his soft place to land, his back-up plan. So what if your own cruel and heartless parents threw you to the Orcs when you were eighteen. So, you had to pay for your own college, live in a seven-hundred square foot mobile tornado trap, and work full-time in a hydraulic hose factory, shoving hoses in a crimping machine all day. Hey, at least you can equip your castle with the latest and greatest electronic devices.<br /><br />Remember, the last thing you want in your basement is a dungeon dragon.</span>
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<span class="field-data"> <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />Jennifer Porter lives in metropolitan-Detroit.
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<span class="field-data"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street art by <a href="http://www.londonkaye.com/" target="_blank">London Kaye</a>.</span></span></span><br />
<span class="field-data"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="field-data"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Montreal-based <a href="http://www.tttopsss.com/" target="_blank">TOPS</a> released their sophomore album in April 2015. "Sleeptalker" is perfect amounts sleepy and spooky. </span></span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-74857619534706230432015-05-21T22:31:00.001-05:002015-05-21T22:33:32.189-05:00Clogged Sink by Matt Rowan<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;">Then when we heard the scream come up the pipe and through the drain, my wife and I knew we weren’t dealing with an ordinary clogged sink. We’d attempted to pour scalding hot water down the drain just seconds before. But it bubbled and steamed stagnantly in the basin, which was worrisome. It had always done the trick before.<br /><br />I remembered the last time we’d had to do something like this, pouring the boiling water and hearing the sound of that screechy, stridulous voice saying something like, “I’ll be back!” The voice growing fainter as the clog itself was presumably dislodged and sent further and further back down the pipe, gone and away, to one of any number of horrible and richly deserved fates. <br /><br />And now it was back. It was screaming loud, too loud, always too loud. And it was not budging. It had gotten stronger, bigger maybe. More capable of clogging. <br /><br />All of this taught me a lot about how clogs in pipes form. Some of the nastiest clogs, anyway. They form because they’re pure evil incarnate and they desire existence as clogs. That’s it. There’s not much else to them. <br /><br />I wouldn’t give in to its belligerence, a response quite the opposite of my wife’s, who immediately relented to its reign of terror, choosing to avoid the sink and that bathroom. She asked that I call a plumber, too, but I refused. I was insistent I handle the clog myself. <br /><br />“Hey clog!” I taunted down the pipe, “I’ve got something for you.” I poured a superheated drum of an industrial-strength plumbing liquid down the drain. I wore a gas mask, because the noxious fumes the liquid gave off were obviously pretty toxic. <br /><br />The clog was unmoved. “You think you can hurt me? I’m clog of all clogs, so no, sir, you cannot.” Depressing but apparently true. The random things I sent down my drain did nothing to ease the clog. The random things I sent perhaps only made the clog stronger, furthering the clogging power of the clog. <br /><br />So I sent down horrible things: tarantulas of various sizes, mostly. They scare me and make me scream. I thought they’d scare the clog. I was wrong. Clog was a heaving mass of live tarantulas stuck to the already collected filth. I’d miscalculated. I’d made life easier for the clog, fed it, in a manner of speaking. <br /><br />I continued to instigate fights with Clog, telling it, from my safe distance, I wasn’t afraid. My wife soon left me. She’d said something about my deserving Clog, or “the clog in the bathroom sink’s drain” as though it were just any clog. <br /><br />Clog would gurgle so little at times that it almost convinced me it had finally been dislodged, voluntarily or not. Then I’d turn on the water and the drain would bubble and belch, as usual. And there I’d be, left to watch as its derisive laughter rippled the water in the sink. <br /><br />I had a hunch that if I could somehow coax Clog out of the drain then there had to be some means of sending it off into the world to be another person’s problem, finally. I knew that in the drain Clog had all the power. Out of the drain it was on uneven footing, a world with plenty of space to move. <br /><br />I had it in mind that I could offend it from its spot in the pipes and so desiring to make me stop however it could, it would emerge from the drain to confront me. <br /><br />“You are a loutish clog indeed, Clog! Loutish and certainly repellent. Repugnant, even!” I was not a practiced bully, but I found it in my heart to come up with words I thought might upset Clog. <br /><br />“I’m taking offense,” Clog said. Clog said it could only abide my words for so long before it had to take action, to defend itself and its sense of dignity. My plan was working. <br /><br />“Fine! Take some form of action! I encourage it and am unimpressed by the prospect of what you might do!” I shouted, laughing nastily. <br /><br />“All right,” it spat, and then I heard the gurgle. It was slithering upward as fast as it was able, but I was ready. <br /><br />“Wait, no, I’m not ready for you.” I said, lying to Clog as I clasped the opening of an old pillowcase around the drain. <br /><br />“Yerrrrrrrggggghhhh!” it shouted as it flew from the drain into an old pillowcase, saturating the pillowcase with black liquid but still becoming, in effect, trapped. It almost bested me by causing the pillowcase to overflow, but I was too quick for it. I tied the end of the pillowcase off and threw Clog into a dumpster, happy for that to be the end. <br /><br />I was disappointed that Clog reappeared some nights later. It started when I heard a knock at my door. I answered and standing before me was very obviously Clog, dressed to look like a door-to-door salesman. Clog wore a black fedora. It’d cut eye holes into the pillowcase somehow, still sloppy and greenish. The eyes were black, something putrid visible in them. Spiders were crawling around in the pillowcase, making it undulate disconcertingly. It’d drawn on other features: a mouth, a nose, ears and again I was impressed by its dexterity. Clog’s pillowcase was perched upon an old coat rack, which it had draped in a tattered, filthy trench coat, which perhaps at one time belonged to a street person who’d moved on to less aggressively rank attire. When at last I got the chance to observe Clog walk, it seemed to swing and tilt the coat rack from side to side, coming close to tipping over every so often. <br /><br />“I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time,” Clog said. “I’m selling things of great value at minimum cost. I’d like to sell one of these things to you, but first I’d appreciate it if you’d let me inside to use your bathroom.” <br /><br />“No,” I said, slamming the door. I vomited all over my perfectly clean carpet, though it was a small price to pay to finally be rid of Clog, to have won the day. <br /><br />I see Clog wandering the streets from time to time, looking for confined spaces to slither into and obstruct, like between dumpsters and the buildings they’re set against. <br /><br />My wife has never returned. </span>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"><a href="http://literaryequations.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Matt Rowan</a> lives in Chicago, IL, with his wife and two chihuahuas. He co-edits Untoward Magazine and serves as fiction editor of ACM: Another Chicago Magazine. He’s author of two story collections, the recently published <a href="http://www.cclapcenter.com/bigvenerable/" target="_blank">Big Venerable (CCLaP, 2015)</a> and Why God Why (Love Symbol Press, 2013). His fiction has been published in mojo journal, Pear Noir!, Necessary Fiction, elsewhere.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/palehoney" target="_blank">Pale Honey</a> is a charming dream-pop duo from Gothenburg, Sweden, and they released their self-titled debut LP in May of 2015.</span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-51109480129259773912015-04-30T20:43:00.003-05:002015-05-21T22:20:44.681-05:00Horizon by Cyn Vargas<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />The forty rays were like balloons on the wall each in succession holding a human baby at every week of development. The fluid in them waved, sun from the window made the fetuses glow.<br /> The room had ten rows with five glass stools each. Women in thin gowns sat, their hands on their laps, the carpet tickled their toes.<br /> All the women saw the same forty rays, but the fetuses were different depending on the woman. The red haired woman in the back saw fair babies. The brown skinned woman in the third row saw her fetus with mocha skin like it had just been tanning. <br /> The woman with the darkest hair and lightest eyes sat in the last seat in the first row. She stared at the wall with the forty rays that protruded like those 3D stickers she had as a child.<br /> She saw each ray hold not one, but two babies. Each connected to its own sac, swaying back and forth, and felt their heartbeats right in her belly button. <br />Ray #26 fetuses’ opened their eyes. <br /> A tiny door was to the left. The women watched it opened when a bell rang summoning a specific woman. Flowers sprouted in between the requested woman’s toes. The sweet scent twisted around the waiting women. <br /> The summoned woman slithered off the stool and slid along her stomach to the tiny door using her toes to push her forward. Her head disappeared first then her body turned to the side, so her shoulders could fit. Once her waist reached the doorframe, she was back on her stomach. The women watched until the other side plucked the last of her and when the door slammed all forty babies vibrated inside the rays.<br /> The room was once again silent. All the women stared at the rays. Some cried, tears on their lips. The woman with the darkest hair and lightest eyes watched her two babies. <br /> Ray 1, they were the size of peas. <br /> Ray 12, they swam. Swirls formed on their fingertips. Their lungs still developing like pouring dough into a pan that’s not yet filled.<br /> The bell sounded again. The woman in the fourth row with blonde curls slid off her seat like spilled water to the door. All the women’s heads turned and watched her. The babies in the rays, who could see, watched her. All the women seemed to applaud with their eyelashes, waiting for their turn.<br /> The woman with the darkest hair and lightest eyes didn’t turn this time. Her mind ached. The room spun. Her body shook as if just pulled out of snow. The stool became hot. She glanced down, red tissue escaped. Then her eyes met Ray 36. <br /> That’s when she noticed. Drops of fluid splashing from a tear on top of the ray. The babies tried to swim. Twenty fingers pressed against the bubble. The baby with the dark hair moved its mouth like a fish. The baby with the light eyes pushed at the bubble. A puddle formed underneath turning the carpet a bright red. The fluid decreased. The top of the bubble curled like the pages in an old book. Their heartbeats like a million running horses trampling her body.<br /> The blood traced its ways down her legs, curving of her toes. She saw no rays after 36. Just four empty spaces where they used to be.<br /> She went to scream for the bell to ring, but nothing escaped. The silent room filled with her breathing. The air clouded around her. Her dark hair now scattered with white strands like misplaced floss, her light eyes red with thin squiggly lines. She saw the women staring at their own visions of the rays. The two seats that were empty now filled with new women.<br /> She stirred in her seat till she pushed herself off before the bell was ready for her. The woman landed hard on her knees. The wall within her reach, but the more she inched, the more the blood flowed between her legs. <br /> In Ray 36, the baby with the light eyes flipped upside down, so that it curled itself enough to be fully submerged in liquid. The fluid evaporated from the invading air. The top of the dark haired baby’s head was exposed and began to wrinkle.<br /> The bell rang. The door opened. A dark woman made her way off the stool. She glided on the floor passed the woman as though she wasn’t there. The blood she went over didn’t smear on her. The two women like snakes escaping in different directions. The rest of the women watched the door as the dark woman disappeared on the other side.<br /> The woman finally made her way to the wall. Her hands sticky from the blood, she pulled herself up. Her eyes leveled with the bottom of the bubble. The light-eyed baby, upside down, pushed its face to her and she traced it feeling the contours of it through the elastic thick film then the feet of the dark-haired baby kicked. The liquid now below the rim of the lids, the eyes now white. <br /> She yanked her hands from the wall, layers of skin hung like twigs. She tried to push some liquid from the bottom of the bubble up like a tube of toothpaste, but it only splashed the shriveled head and eyes with few drops.<br /> The scent of flowers filled the room as the liquid disappeared, the baby that had her dark hair rounded its mouth for its last gasp. She traced its feet as it shrunk, floating on its side, the other baby underneath covering its face.<br /> The bell rang again. Flowers sprouted, thorns sliced between her toes. The dark haired baby was gone. When the bubble burst, she caught her other baby in her arms, both falling into the soaked carpet. She crawled covering its head as she turned to the side to fit her shoulders through the door.</span></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.cynvargas.com/" target="_blank">Cyn Vargas'</a> short story collection, <a href="http://www.curbsidesplendor.com/books/on-the-way-pre-order" target="_blank">On The Way</a>, was recently published by Curbside Splendor Publishing. She is the recipient of a Ragdale Fellowship and the Guild Literary Complex Prose Award in Fiction. She was named one of Guild's Literary Complex's 25 Writers to Watch and has received two top citations in Glimmer Train's Short Story Award for New Writers contests. She is a company member of the award-winning storytelling organization 2nd Story. Her work has appeared in Chicago Reader Fiction Issue, Word Riot, Hypertext Magazine and elsewhere.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">This Zine Will Change Your Life previously published <a href="http://thiszinewillchangeyourlife.blogspot.com/2014/08/so-it-went-by-cyn-vargas.html" target="_blank">So It Went</a> by Cyn Vargas. Check it out.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street artist unknown.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="https://soundcloud.com/nixonlove" target="_blank">NixonLove</a> is lo-fi bedroom rock of Chicago's Liz-E Gavillet. She is currently signed to Good Bear Records and released her latest EP, Sweat Heart, earlier this Spring. </span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-69107471234750373272015-03-23T20:31:00.003-05:002015-03-23T20:32:59.184-05:00we pray to Mary Magdalene by Jessica Robinson<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">i.<br />at war with the moths, we<br />turn off the lights<br />so they think we’re not home<br /><br />look at your reflection<br />she looks like she’s in grade five<br />doesn’t she make you want to<br />hit her<br /><br />grade ten you is standing<br />in the middle of the road<br />you think she might get hit by a<br />car<br />she’s too high<br />she doesn’t care she doesn’t care<br /><br />ii.<br />in line at the drive through<br />the people on the radio<br />are talking about me<br />again</span></span>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Jessica Robinson is a young Canadian writer based in “The City Above
Toronto,” who spends her time watching people and trying to do them
justice on paper. She has had poetry published with Bitterzoet Magazine,
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street art by <a href="http://cosbe.nyc/" target="_blank">Cosbe</a>.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Chicago-based indie crooner <a href="https://www.facebook.com/summerinpain" target="_blank">Jimmy Whisper</a> is preparing to release his debut LP, Summer In Pain, this week via Moniker Records. </span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-14097749481335081422015-02-15T14:19:00.000-06:002015-02-15T14:19:07.022-06:00santa rosa / larkfield by bl pawelek<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">you have your slow move<br />driving and grinding<br />pushing it all in front of you<br />damage and life and weight<br /><br />the sun far off and cold<br />the wind slow and quiet<br />the ocean too far away<br /><br />and then you stopped<br />and retreated<br />traveled north leaving flat lands<br />leaving waste and me<br /><br />providence sat with the wine<br />fading away and silent until<br />i returned to the lakes</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br /><br />Right now, bl pawelek is hiking in the Minnesota Woods thinking of you, glaciers and the quickly setting sun. He remembers Santa Rosa and Larkfield, and thanks the local wineries for not getting mad when he ran through their fields eating grapes along the way.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">This Zine Will Change Your Life previously published <a href="http://thiszinewillchangeyourlife.blogspot.com/2013/08/when-i-could-not-smile-by-bl-pawelek.html" target="_blank">when i could not smile</a> by bl pawelek. Check it out.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">Street art by Dee Dee.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/aeroflynnmusic" target="_blank">Aero Flynn</a> (aka Josh Scott) will be releasing his self-titled debut album on March 10th via Ooh La La Records. Scott comes from the former Eau Claire, WI scene that spawned Bon Iver and Megafuan among other bands. He co-produced this album with Justin Vernon. </span></span></span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-63596416932644827842015-01-01T16:37:00.000-06:002015-01-01T16:37:44.086-06:00 Alcoholics are considered mentally weak people. To be one means you have spanned the label of social outcasts that can’t self-manage. By Ally Malinenko<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 168pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; width: 85pt;"><br />After a week off, </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 135pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 41.4pt; width: 118.4pt;">picking up wine bottles, </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 128pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 96.7pt; width: 125.7pt;">There are beer bottles too </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 119pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; letter-spacing: 0.02pt; top: 110.4pt; width: 134.7pt; word-spacing: -0.02pt;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 165pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 151.8pt; width: 88pt;">I gather them up, </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 90pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 165.7pt; width: 163.3pt;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 116pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 207pt; width: 137.4pt;">and the chalky scent of beer </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 149pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 220.8pt; width: 104.4pt;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 149pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 220.8pt; width: 104.4pt;">dotting my fingertips </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 138pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 234.7pt; width: 115pt;">and filling the elevator. </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 250pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 248.4pt; width: 3pt;"> </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 162pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 262.2pt; width: 91.4pt;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 162pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 262.2pt; width: 91.4pt;">As the doors close </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 121pt 2pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 289.8pt; width: 132.3pt;">when we get back to work </span><span class="tx f225" style="border-width: 0 0 4pt 11pt; height: 13.3pt; top: 301.2pt; width: 62.2pt;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 147pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 372.7pt; width: 106.3pt;">too much debauchery </span><span class="tx" style="border-width: 0 159pt 4pt 11pt; height: 10.8pt; top: 386.4pt; width: 94.6pt;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">This Zine Will Change Your Life previously published <a href="http://thiszinewillchangeyourlife.blogspot.com/2014/02/garage-sale-by-ally-malinenko.html" target="_blank">Garage Sale</a> by Ally Malinenko. Check it out.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<br />This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-31699142653897652312014-12-18T19:27:00.000-06:002014-12-18T19:27:02.629-06:00[fare-well, darling: to h] by Yuan Changming<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street by <a href="http://russellking.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Russell King</a> and <a href="http://mattsiren.com/" target="_blank">Matt Siren</a>.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://badpandarecords.bandcamp.com/album/populous-night-safari" target="_blank">Populous (aka Andrea Mangia)</a> is a Bombay based producer who released his first album in six years, Night Safari (Bad Panda Records) earlier this Fall.</span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-9361276681311175932014-11-19T23:17:00.001-06:002014-11-19T23:17:44.761-06:0030 Brassieres by Donna Kaz<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />I find them stacked in piles,<br />a smooth cup nesting into its pair,<br />that pair sinking<br />into the one underneath.<br />Sweetly positioned rows of support<br />embellished with tiny satin bows and seed pearls;<br />adjustable straps,<br />hidden underwires.<br /><br />Once crooked fingers<br />slipped each over<br />wrinkled shoulders,<br />slowly fastened hooks and eyes,<br />held your softness<br />in place.<br /><br />Swept up and into a corrugated box,<br />I place the box in the trunk of your Lexus,<br />drive to the Goodwill on Manatee Avenue,<br />dump it out on top of a mound<br />of lime green stretch pants and bedazzled<br />white tank tops stained<br />with cocktail sauce, smelling<br />of spoiled milk.<br /><br />At the last minute<br />I reach back to rescue one.<br /><br />Back at your boxed up condo<br />I shove it into the outside<br />pocket of my carry-on, fly it north<br />where I stuff it<br />in the back of my own bureau drawer, a tangled mess<br />of twisted pantyhose, single socks, high cut briefs,<br />a handful of bras.<br /><br />Every morning<br />I grope around in that drawer -</span>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />Donna Kaz's poems have been published in Lilith, Trivia, Western Press Books and Step Away Magazine (Pushcart Prize nomination 2013). She is the recipient of residency fellowships from Yaddo, Djerassi, Blue Mountain, Ucross, Wurlitzer and CAP21. Her nonfiction essays have appeared in The Dramatist, Ful Art magazine, Girl Drive Blog, Gender Across Borders and the Women’s Studies Quarterly. She resides in New York City where she is currently working on a memoir. Donna can be found on Twitter at @donnakaz</span>.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street art by <a href="http://thisisawkwardnyc.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">This Is Awkward</a>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.joyfulnoiserecordings.com/stranger-cat-fig-tree-sirens.html" target="_blank">Stranger Cat</a> is the duo of Cat Martino and Sven Britt. "Sirens" is the b-side of their first single and a precursor of what is to come on their debut album "In The Wilderness" coming this Spring via Joyful Noise Recordings. </span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-17209418514303307202014-10-27T20:42:00.000-05:002014-10-27T20:42:22.699-05:00Reincorporating by Matthew Guerrucky<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Every time Daniel performed before a crowd (and by his count, tonight would be his 147th performance) he felt just as nervous as he had his first time. By the time he hit the stage with Improv Incorporated, he had been taking their beginners classes for six months. He loved the feeling that he and his classmates were creating moments that had never existed before and would never exist again, but when he faced his first audience that euphoria had been eclipsed by bald terror. His fellow performers realized he had frozen and stopped addressing him. He spent the next fifteen minutes staring into the crowd, unblinking. When the scene was over his teammates dragged him offstage. It was the most humiliating moment of his life, and one that he replayed in his mind as he stood backstage waiting to go on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">He told himself that if he didn't have to partner with Tyler tonight he'd be less anxious. Tyler was, by far, the quickest member of Improv Incorporated, and the only member of the troupe that anybody outside of Cleveland had ever heard of. The summer before he had taken a trip to New York to audition for Saturday Night Live. He didn't make the final cut, but he got close—he even got to meet with Lorne Michaels alone in his office, a tale that grew grander with each drunken retelling. Daniel knew he had to be his best tonight with Tyler next to him soaking in all the audience's love.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"You're on in five minutes," Dave, the scruffy stage manager told him.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Thanks," Daniel said. "You have haven't seen Tyler anywhere, have you?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Dave jerked his thumb in the direction of the dressing room. "He's having a lover's quarrel with his piece of the week."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel turned where he'd pointed and there was Tyler, bellowing at a gaunt, stringy-haired teenager with hollow eyes. Daniel couldn't hear the argument, but it seemed one-sided. The girl said nothing, just stared at Tyler with an unsettling intensity. Daniel thought for a moment that he had seen her before, but the last girl he'd seen Tyler with was a stunning red-head full of life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Tyler noticed Daniel watching him and walked over. He peeked out of the side curtain and watched the audience filing into their seats.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">"What's it looking like out there?" he asked Daniel, without a hello.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Pretty full house tonight. I wish we weren't up first. I'd rather know what kind of crowd we're working with before we get out there."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Crowds are all the same," Tyler said with professorial disdain, "it's you, my friend, who needs to change."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"You've never felt pressure being the first one out there?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Can't say as I have," Tyler said. "Never been afraid to break a cherry." He gave Daniel a sickening wink and guided the girl into the dressing room. Tyler emerged five minutes later, dizzy and irritable. Five minutes after that, they were onstage.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Good evening ladies, and gentlemen, we are Improv Incorporated," he said to polite applause. "My name is Daniel Smith and this is my partner, Tyler Bettinger."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">There was a long applause break after he announced Tyler. Daniel gritted his teeth, but clapped along. Tyler didn't seem to notice. After the applause had died down, Daniel continued.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"You know how this works, I'm sure, all we need is a suggestion. Let's start with a place. It can be any place at all, anywhere, anytime."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel folded his hands together as if in prayer and scanned the faces in front of him. Nobody spoke up. Daniel turned to Tyler for help, Tyler stood at the back of the stage, staring ahead in blank terror. Daniel wondered if he had looked the same the night of his first performance. He turned back to the crowd for their suggestions.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Anybody?" Daniel probed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">“Golf course!" said a deep voice from the back of the room.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Submarine!" said another voice.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Locker room!"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"The Old West!"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel mimed listening with his hand behind his ear and said "Okay, I heard dentist's office. Here we go!"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">He mimed opening and shutting a door and walked to where Tyler stood.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Good morning, sir. Please have a seat in the chair. I'm Doctor Fang, and I'll be helping you today."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Tyler broke his blank stare to look at Daniel. He uttered a low, menacing grunt like a cavemen in an old B-movie. Daniel picked up the reference and asked, "So, Mister, Ugg, what is it that brings you in today?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Tyler growled again, turned toward the audience, and bared his teeth. Daniel rolled his eyes. This was typical Tyler—going with his own ideas and leaving no anchor for his partner. All of this ridiculous grandstanding, Daniel thought, and still Tyler was the one that everyone wanted to get drinks with after class.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">"Well," Daniel continued, "there seems to be some language barrier here. Let me see if I can tell what your problem is."</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">He reached for Tyler's mouth. Tyler screamed and smacked his hand away. The audience laughed.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel cradled his hand in a tender, exaggerated gesture, for the audience’s benefit—but the Tyler had surprised him with his strength. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"I've seen this before," he said, "a diet of rocks and mammoth meat is hard on the gums. I promise to be more cautious, but I will have to get in that mouth of yours. If you please, say ah."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel opened his mouth and said "ahhhhhh" in a high tone. He hoped that Tyler would maintain his silence to play up the contrast. He did, and the audience chuckled.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"No, sir, like this—ahhhhh ... ," Daniel said, drawing out the last syllable for several seconds as Tyler stood silent. When he stopped, Tyler let out a menacing hiss, the most terrifying sound Daniel had ever heard. He wasn't sure what kind of avant-garde nonsense Tyler was trying to pull, but it was dying.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">He approached Tyler again and lowered his jaw wide. Tyler opened his mouth, too. His breath smelled like the inside of a dumpster. Daniel squinted in disgust. Okay, fine, he thought. You get all the friends, you get all the girls, but you're not going to upstage me like this. Not tonight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel stared into Tyler's eyes and, as he did, he felt his legs weaken. Soon he was unaware of the crowd or the routine. He was in a long, dark hallway. Running. Something was chasing him—but what?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><br />He heard a scream in the distance, then many screams. He blinked and looked away from Tyler to the horrified audience. Some were hiding their faces, some stared in disbelief, and others fell out of their chairs with laughter. Daniel noticed that the front row patrons were covered in a thick, red fluid. Blood, he supposed, but from where?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><br />He felt a tapping on his side and turned in its direction. There was Tyler, swinging what appeared to be a human arm at him. Funny, Daniel thought, we didn't have any prop work planned for tonight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Then he looked down at his side and realized that the arm Tyler was beating him with had once been attached to his own body.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel shook his head. He was dizzy. His eyes struggled to focus. He tried to remember if they'd rehearsed this. The crowd was abuzz with shock and laughter, a wave of attention that lapped over Daniel like a gentle surf. They loved it. They loved him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Tyler turned toward the laughter and roared at the audience, then took Daniel's arm in his mouth and nuzzled at the flesh, tearing into the thin skin of Daniel's wrist with his powerful jaws. When he looked up at the crowd again thin strings of tendon were stuck between his teeth, a sight that set off another wave of laughter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel waved his remaining hand, and then used it to take a theatrical bow. The crowd gave him a standing ovation as he staggered backstage. Once in the wings he leaned against the wall. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">He heard the crowd continue to cheer, then a sound more like screaming. I'll have to thank Tyler once he gets back here, he thought. I've never had a standing ovation before. He looked down at his arm. I should get this checked out first, he thought, but it doesn't feel so bad anymore.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Dave approached him with a grin and said, "Hey, man, they ate that shit up—how did you guys manage—" He trailed off, staring at the blood and tendons pulsating in Daniel's wound. "Jesus Christ,” he said, “that's not fake, is it?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Daniel tried to answer, but his voice was gone. All that came out was a low hiss. Dave backed away from him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />Greg Santos is the author of two books of poetry, most recently <a href="http://dcbooks.ca/rabbitPunch.html" target="_blank">Rabbit Punch!</a> (DC Books, 2014) and The Emperor’s Sofa (DC Books, 2010). He is the poetry editor of carte blanche. He lives in Montreal with his wife and two children. You can find out more about Greg at his <a href="http://moondoggy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">blog</a>, or check out his <a href="http://rabbitpunchbygregsantos.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Rabbit Punch! Tumblr</a> or <a href="https://www.facebook.com/greg.santos.142?fref=ts" target="_blank">Facebook</a> page. He also tweets occasionally at @moondoggyspad.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street artist unknown.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/ThePeppermintKisses" target="_blank">Peppermint Kisses</a> is the husband and wife duo of Jenny & Joseph Andreotti (ex Funeral Club). "Woodland Mischieves" is their debut single released via FMT Recordings.</span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-64552718294954574392014-08-29T23:33:00.000-05:002014-08-30T18:29:40.173-05:00Bonfire by Rachel Hyman and Tracy Dimond<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />We take measured steps<br />towards that which burns.<br />The centrifuge of the mirror.<br />Cassiopeia in your throne,<br />do your milky eyes miss<br />the signs streaking<br />across the sky?<br />Dust fills our shoes<br />in constellations<br />on shining days.<br />The light gnawing<br />at itself, pulling<br />my hands at<br />every wave. Release<br />further, further—<br />names burn through<br />sand, through<br />pillowcases still<br />lost in loose hands.<br />Break. To each<br />his bulwark. It’s a little<br />classically tragic<br />to destroy myself,<br />but I’m hoping my phoenix<br />of a heart comes back<br />to hold you once more,<br />then scatter.</span></span>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.rachelhyman.info/" target="_blank"><br />Rachel Hyman</a> is the co-editor of Banango Street and founding editor of Anthology of Chicago. She is the author of Dear S, forthcoming from Big Lucks in 2015. Other writing has recently been published in Illuminati Girl Gang, The Scrambler, and VECTOR. She lives in Chicago.<br /><br />Tracy Dimond co-curates Ink Press Productions. She is the author of Grind My Bones Into Glitter, Then Swim Through The Shimmer (NAP 2014) and Sorry I Wrote So Many Sad Poems Today (Ink Press 2013). Her poems and essays have recently appeared or are forthcoming in Big Lucks, glitterMOB, apt, Nailed Magazine, Coconut, Everyday Genius, and other places. She hopes you never feel embarrassed about your favorite things.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street artist unknown (London 2014).</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/craterbabes/timeline" target="_blank">Crater</a> is a electro-pop duo from Seattle, and "Gross Relations" is their latest single released via Mermaid Avenue. </span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-31198166787114174702014-08-08T20:35:00.003-05:002014-08-29T23:25:59.494-05:00So It Went by Cyn Vargas<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />The first time I saw Lovie was at my dad’s factory holiday party. I was eight and the factory workers transformed the lunchroom into a Christmas Extravaganza like the banner said, but really I could still see the scratched round tables under the plastic tablecloths and the vending machines were covered in white paper with a bucket of crayons next to each one, so us kids could draw on the hard rectangle shape.<br /> I stood next to the snowman made of toilet paper rolls and topped with someone’s baseball cap, and finished my hot chocolate as my ma and dad danced under the colored lights near the 4ft plastic Christmas tree. <br /> I had just gotten the marshmallows that stuck to the bottom of the Styrofoam cup to slide down the sides and into my mouth when I heard, “My, you look like your daddy.” I swallowed the sweet gooiness and peeked up. There was this woman shaped like a toothpaste tube. She had the blondest hair and the pinkish lipstick and the line where her boobs were pushed together looked like the line on my ma’s forehead. <br /> “You have Miguel’s eyes,” she said and pinched my cheek like the grandmas did on television. I didn’t know who she was or where she had come from. I looked around and saw my dad and ma still dancing. My ma’s arms wrapped around my father’s neck, his clasped behind her waist. My ma had made the dress she was wearing. Bought the material and spent a month on it, so it would fit just right.<br /> “I’m Lovie,” the woman said, she was so tall I could almost see her brain up her nose. She reached out her hand. I was brought up to be polite. I was also brought up not to speak to strangers.<br /> “I work with your daddy,” she said and I nodded. She took back her hand. I wasn’t sure what I was suppose to say or what she wanted from me. Lovie smiled and patted me on the head, looked over at my parents under the tiny disco ball someone hung on the ceiling and sighed. The smile disappeared.<br /> “See you around,” she said walking away to a group of people drinking beer from bottles that glistened.<br /> An hour later, as my dad’s coworkers laughed and told jokes, as salsa blasted over the speakers plugged into the yellow and black boom box like a bumble bee, as my ma told the story to a group of women about the day dad almost died in the park, I went into the room behind the cafeteria to get more marshmallows. I opened the swinging door, streetlight coming through the metal screens over the windows laying light shadows across the walls. In the corner, whispers escaped and then they faded into noises. <br /> Though I knew I should have turned back, I tiptoed further into the room and wasn’t sure what I was seeing. Maybe my eyes hadn’t adjusted to the dimness though my insides knew they had. Lovie was kissing my dad right on his mouth, their hands wrapped around each other just like how his were wrapped around my ma on the dance floor. I wanted to make it go away and I squeezed my eyes shut, but it was like erasing the wrong answer on a test and still seeing it etched into the paper though the lead had been brushed away.<br /> I wasn’t sure what to do. Whether I should scream for them to stop or go get my ma, but both were short-lived. Instead I stepped out the room letting the swinging door go back in place and walked back to the cafeteria.<br /> The streamers were no longer bright and the music was noise and the laughers of the men’s voices were like choking. Some little kid came over and told me they knew how to count to fifty and I stared at the lights on the Christmas tree till they blurred. When I heard “fifty” and the little kid clapped, I walked away and found my ma still in the middle of the circle, the women now awing, so I knew that she was at the part where the paramedics had saved my father. We were happy then. I started to cry. <br /> “Baby, what’s wrong?” she said stopping midway and I told her my stomach hurt and that I wanted to go home. “Where’s your dad?” she said after telling me we’d go home right away and we scanned the room and he was just getting back to the group of laughing men and Lovie walked over towards us with a cup that steamed in one hand.<br /> “Let me get your father,” ma said and left me sitting on a cold metal chair. She hurried over to him. Lovie came up to me.<br /> “I saw you devoured that hot chocolate. I brought you some more.” <br /> I stared up at her. I wanted to tell her what I saw. What I saw she did with my dad, that I knew who she really was and I hated her with hair so blonde and I hated her legs like trees and I even hated my dad at that moment. Instead I lowered my eyes to the floor until I saw her wide black heels leave the tile and walk away.<br /> When my parents came, my dad asked me what was wrong and all I did was cry some more and rubbed my stomach and said I wanted to go home. In the parking lot, my father held my hand like he hadn’t in years, like when I was little and we’d cross the street. I laid in the backseat of the car as he covered me with his coat, I’m sorry, you don’t feel good. You will get better soon, you’ll see, and I fell asleep before we even got home.</span></span>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.cynvargas.com/" target="_blank">Cyn Vargas'</a> short story collection is being published by Curbside Splendor Publishing in Spring 2015. She was recently named one of the 25 Writers to Watch, won the 2013 Guild Literary Complex Prose Award for Fiction, received two top accolades in Glimmer Train's Short Story Award for New Writers contests, and holds an MFA in Creative Writing- Fiction from Columbia College Chicago. Cyn is a 2nd Story Company Member and her work has appeared in Word Riot, Split Lip Magazine, and elsewhere. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://slumberlandrecords.com/catalog/show/273" target="_blank">Literature</a> is a Philly-based band and they are releasing their new album Chorus via Slumberland Records on August 19th.</span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-8743233775358003822014-07-19T22:28:00.001-05:002014-07-19T23:01:19.908-05:00The Green Woman Poems by Jason Fisk<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><br /><br />The Visit</b><br /><br />And then there was the night <br />that he used it for the first time <br />She was a woman with soft <br />smooth green skin <br />and three teeny tiny belly buttons <br />and purple suction cupped starfish areolas <br />that gently seized his cheek<br />as he lost himself <br />in her indulgent green breasts <br />He exploded somewhere <br />in her softness <br />and was sad when he saw her glide <br />out of his eighth floor bedroom window <br />and disappeared <br />into a whirring <br />of white light <br />And he wasn’t sure <br />what had happened <br />but thought he smelled <br />her green odor on his sheets<br />Funk and spices<br /><br /><b>God and the Alien </b><br /><br />The pastor’s booming voice <br />like God’s spilling from the pulpit <br />directly into Josh’s ears <br /><i>For God will surely punish <br />all those who are immoral <br />or commit adultery </i><br />And it bounced around <br />and around in his head <br />and he thought of how <br />he didn’t even know her name <br /><br />And then he thought about <br />the perfect hue of her green skin <br />and her softness <br />and how her strangeness excited him <br />and then of the comfort <br />and then of the peace <br />she left him with <br /><i>How could that be so wrong? How?<br />How could what be so wrong, honey?</i> his mother asked <br />turning from the driver’s seat <br />Nothing, just thinking about a math problem. <br />Okay, she said and turned <br />back to the road<br /><br />Day after day <br />God’s guilt tied <br />his burgeoning <br />sexuality down <br />like the Lilliputians <br />tied Gulliver to the beach<br />He finally asked God to take back <br />his ability to see beauty if he ever <br />touched the green woman again<br /><br /><b>Alone on Friday Night</b><br /><br />Dim lights glowed yellow <br />softening the harsh high <br />definition edges of his life <br />The vodka his mom kept <br />for social occasions <br />was now sufficiently <br />watered down <br />The soundless snow fell <br />faultless and fluffy <br />to the earth’s foundation <br />His intoxication gobbled <br />up gravity and guilt <br />He imagined her in bed beside him<br />The yellow glow of his fish tank<br />water dancing on her green skin<br />If he knew how to contact her<br />her would <br /><br />He stripped down to his boxers<br />and stager stumbled down <br />eight flights of stairs<br />and ran barefoot <br />across the black street<br />to the middle <br />of the snow filled park <br />His head spun <br />as he looked heavenward <br />and fell to his knees <br />and began bellowing <br /><i>Please come visit <br />My mom isn’t home <br />and I’m listening to<br />French jazz on Apple TV </i><br />He yelled to the sky <br />over and over <br />and over<br />and over<br /><br /><b>The Unit</b><br /><br /><i>Oh my God</i>, his mom said in a harsh hushed whisper <br />as she leaned forward in the plastic psychiatric dayroom chair <br />What the have you done? <br />He leaned back and tried to cover his bare legs <br />with the blue hospital gown <br />He avoided looking directly at her <br />and traced the brown print triangles <br />of the hospital garb<br />Did you bring clothes for me? he asked <br /><i>No, I rushed home as soon as Mrs. Nelson called <br />She said you were naked and barefoot <br />in the park<br />yelling at God </i> - She said the police <br />called an ambulance to take you away <br />His mom leaned forward <br />self-consciously looking around <br /><i>The nurses said you came in drunk <br />You had alcohol in your system... <br />...Is this true? </i><br />He looked out the window <br /><i>And they said you were talking about <br />indecent things <br />with a naked green woman?</i><br />She stared at him <br />and tried to read his silence <br /><i>You were drunk weren’t you?</i><br />He shrugged and tugged at the gown<br /><i>What’s happened to you? </i>she asked<br /><i>You are not who I raised</i><br /><br /><b>The Heavy Door</b><br /><br />There was a continuous thudding <br />His thick white bedroom door <br />bounced in its frame <br />He heard his mother’s voice <br /><i>Josh, is everything all right? <br />I thought I heard voices </i><br />He didn’t know what to do <br />The green woman was on top of him <br />and she refused to release him <br />until she was contented <br />He struggled and strained<br />which only strengthen her clench <br /><i>Josh! Why is this door locked? <br />Are you drinking in there? <br />Is someone in there <br />drinking with you? </i><br /><br />An animalistic squeal <br />came from <br />the other side <br />of the heavy <br />locked door<br />His mother let go <br />of the knob<br />and stepped back <br /><br /><b>Always There</b><br /><br />Josh sat alone <br />at a faux wooden <br />foldout table <br />in the corner of his high school cafeteria <br />and doodled blue inked sketches <br />of the green woman’s curves <br />in his red history notebook <br />He shut his eyes and imagined <br />her touch and her pull <br />He refused to look <br />at other girls<br />at ordinary girls <br />who populated the halls <br />of his school <br />instead he dreamed <br />about the day when <br />they would live together <br />forever <br /><br />He imagined taking <br />a white human bra <br />off of the green woman’s <br />chest and seeing her <br />purple suction cup areolas <br />gasping for him <br />like fish out of water <br />gasping for life<br /><br />And then the period <br />five bell rang <br />and Josh <br />had to go to class<br /><br /><b>The End</b><br /><br /><i>I’ll only watch a dark movie <br />if it has a redeeming ending</i>, his mom said <br />Josh thumbed through the available movies <br />He heard his mom beeping <br />the microwave buttons <br />and then heard the popping of corn <br />and smelled the wave of melted butter <br />as it seductively spread into the TV room<br />It was a good night <br />His mind was free <br />until he went to bed<br />and the green woman visited<br /><br />He asked her if she would stay <br />and maybe someday meet his mother<br />He asked her for more<br />It all just came spilling out <br />And she said nothing<br />Like always she took <br />what she wanted <br />and when she finished <br />she moved toward <br />the window toward <br />the blinking lights <br />And this time he followed her <br />to the open window <br /><i>If you won’t stay with me <br />I’ll go with you,</i> he said<br />And he followed her <br />jumping out of </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://jasonfisk.com/" target="_blank"><br />Jason Fisk</a> is a husband, a father of two, and a teacher to
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is also the author of <i id="yui_3_16_0_1_1405745262926_3988">Salt Creek Anthology,</i> a collection of
micro-fiction published by Chicago Center for Literature and Photography; <i id="yui_3_16_0_1_1405745262926_3987">the
fierce crackle of fragile wings,</i> a collection of poetry published by Six
Gallery Press; as well as two poetry chapbooks, <i id="yui_3_16_0_1_1405745262926_3986">The Sagging: Spirits and
Skin,</i> and<i> Decay, </i>both published by Propaganda Press.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/truthersnyc" target="_blank">Truthers</a> is a new band from NYC and this track is taken from their debut
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I throw the dice.<br />It rolls.<br />I halt<br />and it halts.<br />It stops rolling<br />and I start doubting<br />keeping my thoughts<br />to myself. The dice<br />shine like stars,<br />the dimmer ones,<br />the vacant ones. <br />My number is up.<br />I am not lucky<br />and I curse<br />the constellation<br />from my knees.<br />I try to be strong.<br />I walk toward<br />the light of day.<br />Nothing is certain<br />in this life.<br />It rolls.<br />I throw the dice<br />with all my might.<br />I throw it far.<br />Perhaps<br />I dream too high,<br />except<br />my dream dissolves.<br />Waves<br />of all shapes and sizes<br />take me in<br />to perdition.<br />I have no luck.<br />Drawn by falsehood,<br />I abruptly drown.<br />Under water<br />the floating dice<br />comes out dry.<br />I have no luck.<br />I feel human.<br />I roll the dice<br />with all my might.<br />The dice rolls and rolls.<br />Nothing is certain. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />Luis works in mental health field. His latest poems have been published
or will appear in Camel Saloon, Clockwise Cat, Dead Snakes, Kendra
Steiner Editions, Mad Swirl, Yellow Mama, and Zygote In My Coffee.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">This Zine Will Change Your Life previously published <a href="http://thiszinewillchangeyourlife.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-book-of-life-by-luis-cuauhtemoc.html" target="_blank">THE BOOK OF LIFE</a> by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal. Check it out.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">Street artist unknown.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3658" style="color: black;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1357418336790_3726">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"No Luck" is the title track of the debut EP from Chicago's <a href="https://www.facebook.com/jfernandezsongs" target="_blank">J Fernandez</a>. He will be releasing his second EP via <span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1403581679110_4824" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">Atelier Ciseaux later this year. </span></span></span></div>
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</span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-4913335804014859882014-05-10T10:49:00.000-05:002014-05-10T10:49:03.397-05:00A Life Twice Told by Foster Trecost<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />On his way to work, Lawrence Settler was struck by a bus as he crossed a one-way street. He was killed instantly. His final thought had been, Nothing’s coming. He had looked in the wrong direction.<br /><br />Had he not been struck by a bus as he crossed a one-way street, he would have reached his office in about seven minutes. Once there, he would have exited the elevator and walked the short walk to his desk.<br /><br />At his desk, he would have hung his coat against the wall so that it faced outward, and then placed his hat on the hook provided so that together they resembled an invisible man. He would have paused to admire his handiwork; he sometimes felt invisible.<br /><br />He would have found his affairs to be in the same disarray they had been left, with nothing new but a short note taped to his phone: See me. It would have been written by his boss. He would have known why.<br /><br />As he walked to the office of his boss, he would have passed three people. He would have spoken to two, but neither would have spoken back. When he entered the office of his</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">boss, he would have been terminated by an anonymous female from human resources. His termination would have come as no surprise; the anonymous female would have.<br /><br />Escorted from the building at the arm of an armed guard, he would have walked to the nearest open bar. After two hours of ale, he would have pleaded, Help me. After three hours of ale, he would have consumed the courage needed to confront Mrs. Settler, but before he reached his apartment, he would have been struck by a bus as he crossed a one-way street. He would have been killed instantly. His final thought would have been, I hope something’s coming. He would have failed to look in either direction.<br /><br />Had he not been struck by a bus, he would have reached his apartment building in about seven minutes. Once there, he would have exited the elevator and walked the short walk to his apartment, where he would have found his wife in bed with an anonymous female. The affair would have come as no surprise; the anonymous female would have.<br /><br />He would have felt as though he had just been struck by a bus.<br /><br />But that already happened.</span></span><br />
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<span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1399728561140_7190" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Calibri; line-height: 22.71999740600586px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />Foster
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<span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1399728561140_7190" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Calibri; line-height: 22.71999740600586px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Street Artist unknown.</span></span></span><br />
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<span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1399728561140_7190" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Calibri; line-height: 22.71999740600586px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.smallwonder.bandcamp.com/" target="_blank">Small Wonder</a> is the moniker of the thoughtful bedroom musician Henry
Crawford. He released his debut album "Wendy" earlier this year. </span></span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-19086101173573851132014-04-05T01:06:00.000-05:002014-04-05T01:09:13.395-05:00BILL YARROW IS A MOVIE ALSO CALLED BILL YARROW* by David Tomaloff<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">the
governor of rhode island</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">is
throwing apples at bill yarrow,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">who
is also drowning</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">in
quicksand—</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">there
doesn’t seem to be</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">any
good way to end this poem.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">also
named bill yarrow.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">no
one really</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">likes
bill yarrow,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">or
they do and they are</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">just
not letting on.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I
saw another bill yarrow</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">in
my facebook feed.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">friends</span></span></div>
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</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">with
the NSA.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I
want to write a how-to book.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
yarrow for dummies—</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">or
how to spice up your bill yarrow</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">using
nothing but a feather duster,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">a
groundhog,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">and
a list of baltic deserts.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br clear="all" style="page-break-before: always;" />
</span>
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
yarrow and I were having</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">tea
this morning on the balcony</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">of
leonard nimoy.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">not
the person</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">leonard
nimoy, though.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">that
would be cool, too.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">the
train ride here was atrocious.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">you
know how it is—</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">one
bill yarrow right next to you,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">another
on the other side.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">those
people all look</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">the
same to me.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">hey,
eyes up here, you asshole poets;</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I’m
wearing a shirt for a fucking reason.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
yarrow is a movie</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">titled
bill yarrow.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">sexy
title, but I won’t</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">see
it just the same.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">the
cast is another</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">yarrow
fest—</span></span></div>
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</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as if.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">another
sex scene</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">featuring
bill yarrow</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">hungrily
pawing that</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">what’s
her face</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
yarrow woman</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">is
just too much</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">for
a sane person to bear.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">seriously,
though—</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">has
anyone ever seen</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
yarrow and bill clinton</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">in
the same room?</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">wait.
has anyone ever seen</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">bill
yarrow and president</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">obama
together?</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">tmz
said that bill yarrow</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">is
the illinois state bird.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I’m
really confused</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">for
what all of this means.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">+++</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">geologist
bill yarrow was my</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">favorite
action figure as a child.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">we
would pull at the string</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">on
his back for sometimes hours,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">but
he never really said much;</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">either
did or he didn’t.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">talk,
that is.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">he
didn’t like to speak</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">about
poetry and such.</span></span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">like,
he told us once that rocks</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">are
a kind of poetry if you listen</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">long
enough—</span></span></div>
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</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">didn’t
speak after that for days.</span></span></div>
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</span><br />
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>David Tomaloff</b> is
a very important something. His work has appeared in several chapbooks,
anthologies, and in fine publications such as <i>Connotation Press,</i> <i>Metazen,
Heavy Feather Review, The Northville Review, CBS Chicago, Necessary Fiction,
HTML Giant, A-Minor, Pank</i>, and <i>elimae.</i>
He is also co-author of the collaborative poetry collection <i>YOU ARE JAGUAR</i>, with Ryan W. Bradley
(Artistically Declined Press, 2012). Send him threats: davidtomaloff.com</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Photo by <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://courtneybarnett.com.au/pre-order-in-north-america/" target="_blank">"Avant Gardner"</a> comes from Melbourne's Courtney Barnett's album "The Double
EP: A Sea of Split Peas" which was released digitally in January 2014 by
Mom + Pop Music and will be released physically on April 15th. </span></span></div>
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<b>*</b><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">For the record,
David Tomaloff believes Bill Yarrow is one of the nicest guys in the world, and
that you should familiarize yourself with his work if you have not already done
so. Be the Bill Yarrow you want to see in the world, people, come on.</span></div>
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<br />This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-50425055560014937962014-03-15T11:25:00.000-05:002014-03-15T11:25:09.740-05:00The Last Time You Caught Me Staring by Seth Berg<br />
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<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2629">Mortar,
the kind belonging to bricks,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2627">and
a luncheon: </span></span></div>
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</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2625">duck
pate and sorbet,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">an
ace for every sleeve.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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</div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2622">Can
you hear the helicopter,</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2620">the
overhead throat-sound</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2618">of
blades spinning, someone</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2616">In
dark glasses holding it still, buoyant?</span></span></div>
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</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">You
play it like a piano</span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">on
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</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2613">tiny
digits hop-scotching</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_2611">across
your remarkable skirt.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">You
should see your face right now:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_5776">Seth Berg is a chainsaw-wielding wild man who digs tasty hallucinatory literature. His first book,<em id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_5927"> Muted Lines From Someone Else's Memory</em> was winner of Dark Sky Books 2009 book contest. Other poems and short fiction can be found in <em id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_5928">JMWW,
Connecticut Review, 13th Warrior Review, Spittoon Literary Review,
BlazeVOX, Heavy Feather Literary Review, and Lake Effect, </em>among others. Most recently, poems were anthologized in <em>GTCPR Volume III</em> and <em>Daddy Cool. </em>Berg
is addicted to hot sauce and psychedelia. He lives in Minnesota with
his two supernatural children, Oak and Sage, as well as his guardian
snow leopard. He loves your face.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_5776">Street art by <a href="http://www.bokovart.com/" target="_blank">Konstantin Bokov</a>.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_5776">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1394899691199_5776">"The Curse" comes from the 2013 album from <a href="http://www.agnesobel.com/" target="_blank">Agnes Obel</a>, Aventine, released by Play It Again Sam in October 2013. </span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1759874675555751081.post-10763365529807068292014-02-08T13:08:00.001-06:002014-02-08T13:08:44.621-06:00Garage Sale by Ally Malinenko<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;">They start out small, nervous with detail,<br />labeling with a felt tip marker<br />the price on each little china plate.<br />The ink spreads like a plant root<br />digging through so much soil paper,<br />spirals<br />like a seashell<br />a sensation.<br />What a memory,<br />this life,<br />What agony,<br />what history laid out on the cheap<br />plastic tables.<br />No one wants this, he says,<br />lowball offers on someone else’s<br />memories. Save your money,<br />he yells to the woman with the felt tip.<br />This is overconsumption.<br />A breath between<br />the things that we want<br />and the things
that we fear we need.<br />A breath we think might save our lives.<br />I lift the doll from the table.<br />Trace a finger over her pursed lips,<br />plastic needles form eyelashes,<br />half missing,<br />lost somewhere in the backyard.<br />Her chipped finger,<br />un-stitched body<br />tufts of grey wiry loose.<br />What desperation<br />what soft hands,<br />tilted her back,<br />so often.<br />Wordless plastic pursed lips,<br />one eye closes<br />one stays open<br />staring right up into the sun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.allymalinenko.com/" target="_blank">Ally Malinenko</a> has been writing for awhile now and occasionally she gets things published. She is the author of the poetry collection The Wanting Bone (Six Gallery Press) and the children’s novel Lizzy Speare and the Cursed Tomb (Antenna Books). She lives in the part of Brooklyn recently voted to have the best halal truck.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamlawrence" target="_blank">Adam Lawrence</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Vancouver-based band <a href="http://wakeowl.com/" target="_blank">Wake Owl</a> are releasing their debut full-length
album The Private World of Paradise on March 4th via Vagrant Records<span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1391885892634_5329" style="color: #333333;"><span id="yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1391885892634_5328" style="line-height: 22.4px;">.<span style="font-family: Interstate, Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode, Lucida Sans, Garuda, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif;"> </span>"Letters" is the second single from the forthcoming release.</span></span></span></span>This Zine Will Change Your Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07887029604712894874noreply@blogger.com0