wisecanletgo

TheMitreTheMitreBishop'sUniversityLiteraryMagazine2001-2002109thEditionPoetsonlyplaywithwords,youknow;theytooaremastersoftheLie,theGrandFiction.
Poetsandmenlikemewhofightforsomethingcontainedinwords,butnotwords.
GwendolynMacEwenSpecialthankstoJoyChandler,TimDoherty,CatherineEvans,MarkoPecinovicandMichaelPrestonTableofContentsAmandaMcAleer,InvocationofAtlas.
.
.
4RobertHackett,Labauvie'sNewCatalogue.
.
.
5MichelleMacAleese,IamtheMighty.
.
.
5FrankWilldig,Icarus.
6EmilyBennett,FairyTaleRevisited.
.
.
7MichaelPreston,BirthoftheShackMan.
.
.
7RebeccaKing,EnglishMajor.
.
.
9RoseMorton,TheParkatDusk.
.
.
10FrankWilldig,TheAnniversary.
.
.
llSarahDowling,Untitled.
.
.
llChrisBird,Uponbeinginclass.
.
.
12NancyMorin,Crushed.
.
.
12AmandaMcCov,SadOne.
.
.
13DavidFortier,AloneAgain.
.
.
13JessicaVanHorssen,P.
R.
.
.
.
14JennKang,Elemental.
.
.
14MolindaMclifford,Untitled.
.
.
16StaceyMoore,TheAwakening.
.
.
17KimMisner,PortraitofanElderlyMan.
.
.
17MargaritaBizina,ScatteredThoughts.
.
.
19KarolinaFigarski,Untitled.
.
.
19MichaelPreston,SanityExercises.
.
20StaceyMoore,So,thisisme.
.
.
20StephenCampbell,CerebralRealEstate.
21TanyaBellehumeur-Allatt,Feasting.
.
.
22MichelleMacAleese,Untitled.
.
.
23NancyMorin,StrangersintheNight.
.
.
23KarolinaFigarski,InTimesofAbsence.
.
.
24StaceyMoore,AngelDust.
24DavidFortier,Within.
.
.
25WesCathcart,Dreams.
.
.
25StephenCampbell,EndlessSummer.
.
.
26IllustrationsMarkoPecinovic,PygmyTwilight.
.
.
CoverMarkoPecinovic,PurpleSatori.
.
.
4JenSmith,Plaster#1.
.
.
8MarkoPecinovic,EmbracingSelf.
.
.
10CurtisMullin,TheHand.
15HeatherYoung,ShinshiKoniko.
.
.
18MarkoPecinovic,LaTristessedeZeus.
.
.
22CurtisMullin,TheFace.
.
.
.
27EditorEmilyEvansAnonymous,TourBus.
.
.
26AmandaMcCov,Hideout.
.
.
28ChrisBird,Untitled.
.
.
30ChrisBird,Youth,thanksto.
31ChrisBird,Thehabitualdrinkers.
.
.
31PriyaRaju,Carnival.
.
.
33MargaritaBizina,TheDateWWIIBegan.
.
.
34MollyMacDonald,AndDayBegins.
.
.
35AmandaMcAleer,Disillusionment.
.
.
36EmilyEvans,TurkishRug.
.
.
37AmandaMcCoy,AnOdetomyShelter.
.
.
38ChrisBird,drinkinggin.
.
.
38RoseMorton,LateOneSunday.
.
.
39EmilyBennett,APretendSecret.
41JessicaVanHorssen,ABarefootMorning.
.
.
41SarahDowling,CreationStory.
.
42SarahDowling,TheSwanPond.
.
.
43SarahDowling,CreationStory!
.
.
.
43AmandaMcCoy,CanadianGothic.
.
.
44FrankWilldig,Home.
.
.
45PriyaRaju,intransit.
.
.
45JennKang,OnTheShoreofLakeOntario.
.
.
46EmilyEvans,4a.
m.
Patient.
.
.
46StephenCampbell,LinesComposed.
.
.
47CurtisMullin,Wherever.
.
.
48PriyaRaju,TheBuskers.
.
.
49JessicaVanHorssen,Swaying.
.
.
49RoseMorton,TheYellowWallpaper.
.
.
30SarahDowling,Untitled.
.
.
50NancyMorin,FrankGehry'sGuggenheim.
.
51EmilyEvans,Debriefed.
.
.
51RobertHackett,LesDessinateursdeL'air.
.
.
52MarkoPecinovic,MoroccanMajesty.
.
.
32MarkoPecinovic,Dementia.
.
.
34CurtisMullin,Smoke.
.
.
40MarkoPecinovic,Gnome1.
.
.
45MarkoPecinovic,Gnome2.
.
.
46MarkoPecinovic,Gnome3.
.
.
47MarkoPecinovic,Reaching.
.
.
523InvocationofAtlasWisdom,courage,grace.
Modemwoman'srace.
Notfashion'staste.
Unfeminine,notfit,Whattabitch,suchawasteAmindbehindaface.
Leather,velvet,lace,OhsosweetYouwannataste.
ToothacheHeartbreak,PaceraceGottalovealady,Leather,velvet,lace.
Trytobeitall,Wisdom,grace.
Leather,lace,Supermodelwithamind,Sweet,assertive,Passivetemptress,Gorgeousgenius,BeaMistress,BeaMother,BeaMaiden,Mostofall,BeaMan.
Beitall.
Neverfall,Neverfear.
Nevershedatear.
Socool,socalm,Collectedandneglected,Independentutterly,Immunetofolly.
Lovehim,Leavehim,Neverneedhim.
Give,take,Orgasmsneverfake,Wonderwoman-Wow!
Everyway,everyday,Yetsomundane!
Butdon'tstress,You'llfindrest,PretensionswitherawayWhenawrinkleisfoundoneFoughtforfreedom,Foundtwofoldourrole.
Athena,Diana,Aphrodite,AllareAtlasreally.
Trinityoftoday.
AtlasisourGoddess.
Modemwomanrestless.
AtlasIinvoke.
Wechokeonouryoke.
Liberationajoke.
Comealongwaybaby.
InwhichwayladyAtlas,doyouseeTheweightcrusheswe!
Endtheworldwithasigh.
Atlas!
Shrugoffthislie.
AmandaMcAleerLabauvie'sNewCatalogueHowtheintricaciesofyourlinesingintheairinfriendlycurveandcadence,howtheyshowthemostusualforminwarmandhappyrhyme,yetinessencetruestsuchthatallisre-dis-oruncovered:MoonWineandMinnie'sLostSlipperasSaturn'sLastRingtoRiverMouthandFishareJumpin'andeverythingdowntothelastpointistwirledIamtheMightyLoyalMidgetandsmiledatInanendlessrowofbabies.
initsseriousplaceIinterlope,lovingit'midstarandwind.
Andlookingforwardtotheonlyconsolation:RobertHackettCircumstantialconsummation.
AsilentconversationinendlesscribsWithlovingliars,bentonhystericalprocreation.
Andtheonlyconclusion:Keepwaiting.
Mytoofearfulfleshisfinallybroken.
IhavebeenseducedandIhavebeendestroyed.
IhopeonlyforconsistentdeceptionButIremaintheMightyLoyalMidget.
MichelleMacAleese5IcarusAstrange,delicatethread,thisearth,Thatsetsourcoursetodiefrombirth,AplacewheremanmustcomeofageThemomentthathetakesthestage.
ThemomentwhenhissonisbomIswhenthefather'syouthiswornAndtendercarebecomeshisplan,Forinthechildmustgrowtheman.
iiIframedandwaxedwiththoughtfulcareWhileinmymazewithnoonethere;Hedreameduponmypromises,Weightless,serene,aboveallthis;WithgreatestskillIcurvedourwingsAndtoldhimtalesofwondrousthingsThatdwelledbeyondthelabyrinthwallsWherethetyrantgloatsandvictimcrawls,Isawhiseyesreflectmywords,Hesawthetwoofusasbirds,Radiant,aswecastourlot,Hisfacestillbreaksmysleepwiththought.
iiiPasttheharborsinshelteredbays,Abovetheploughman'sstartledgaze,TheshepherdandthefishermanArechainedtoearthwhendayisdoneButwedefiedthetyrant'slaw,Throughsciencesawwhatnomansaw.
ivThere!
Iseewhitelegsinthatpond,Afinalsplashanddarkbeyond,WithdimmingeyesIseeitstillAsagingfathersalwayswill,Igavehimwingstosethimfree,Hisonlyfaultwastrustinme.
FrankWilldig6IreachouttotheskyandsighStarlight,starbright.
.
.
Letmesleepbesidethegentlemoontonight,CuddleupwiththewindAndspoonthestarsThatburstalivelikefirefliesinflight.
Icaressthemwiththetouchofatimidwoman-childFairyTaleRevisitedAndonandOfftheygo,Likesillybratsyoucan'thelpbutlove,Ahumptydumptyfragilestate,AsconstantasarhymeLikethatinalltheIthoughtyou'dalwaysreappear,TurnmybackonyourlovingeyesKnock,knock.
.
.
Who'sthereSweetjusticeatmydoor,Andnowthere'sclaritythroughthelookingglass;AteamushroomofregretAndawildberryoflonging.
Hey,tossitallup!
Starlight,starbright.
.
.
Pleaseletmequenchthisappetite.
EmilyBennettBirthoftheShack-ManTonicSevendeadliesThaw'slsraelDraculaSpykissDeception-has-GoneJellyBellyNightMarchers-dareto-DarnthatdreamIsanybodyherethatlovesmyJesusThinkBubblehouseBoplicityRougetonicmoondreamsRiseuplifebloodShacklin'nights-feeding-invocationGodchildVenusdeMiloYourLady.
MichaelPreston7Plaster#2,byJenSmith8EnglishMajorTalkingtohismythicalcreationhe'sthinkingthoughtsinreversedepravedimagesscourgedintothemakecarriesamessageandcastsitdownuponanancientthronethinkingwellabovehimselfhimselfabovewellthinkinghenegateshisaudienceandsoarswheretheycan'tseehim.
bluenotebookrecordsinscrawlingwritingpersonalizedpronounpenslosthisthoughtinthecitywherethescuba-diversdrowninLatin-phrase-wordsbeatuponthedesktapped,ratta-tat,tappedtotheseparateroundofnightlittlejamesjoycejusticeofalltimeconjecturedincoherently.
missingnothing,revealsagain,theaimisheightenedbytherealityofasituationitsopposition-associationtothosewhodidn'tcatchitheestablishesamoment,scroungingforathoughtabovegravityandbeautyandwherethislineco-joinsandtheyforgotallabouttherevolutionuntilhesangthatsongandthenforgotagain.
impatientlyhe'stoldhistheorizedamendhisflickeredfocus-missingonlythis:andthere,whereangelslosetheirwayhismystifiedexistence.
RebeccaKing9TheParkatDuskIntheebbofanAugustday,werecede,despitepearls,anddriftinhighheelstowardthepark.
Slowly,thewarmsmellofsummerwaftslazilyto,in,overme.
Likealayerofdownyfuzzwrappingmeup.
Likemyfatherusedtowhenhe'dwhisper"snugasabug".
Placedtightlybetweenlayersoffeathers,cotton,andsquishyfoamrubberlikeonespecialpennyplacedinthepocketofasmallchildforsafekeeping.
Silk,boas,flannel-sweetwineandwarmmilkallmixedinone.
RoseMorton10TheAnniversaryJustoffthehighwaythefieldsandthehedgesbegin.
Wewrappedourselvesinablanketofsilenceandfollowedtheflickeringmoonlightthroughyellowbasswoodleaves.
Weheldhandsandfelttirefirstbiteofsnow,andyourememberedthosefootstepsyearsagoandhowtheyfollowedusthroughthesnowandfoundnofaultindyingyoung.
FrankWilldigUntitledWedroveoffthehighwayontothislittledirtroad.
Justalittlewaysoffthehighway,notonehundredyards,andleadingtosomelittlefarm.
Grid,theycallit,orcorduroy,withgophersthat'llpopuprightinthemiddle,underyourtires,almost.
Nopointinswervingcausethere'snowheretoswerveto.
Weallgetouttogether,patthedogtooyoungtoknowtogrowlatstrangers.
Thesunissetting,dippinglowintothevalley.
Aroundballtrappedbetweenthehills,settingitsyellowyflameonthedeadgrassandlightingeverythingonfire.
We'realittleworried,becauseyouneverknowwiththesefarmers,soallthreeofusaretryingnottogettothedoorfirst,butforthegirl,there'snoexpectationtoknock.
Thewife,aboutseventyjustlikeherbluedress,weatheredlikeherwhitehouse,herbrown-redbarn,herfarmandBill.
"Bill'soutsideinthekennels.
Yougoahead.
YougoaheadandtalktoBill.
"Billandhismalamutesandhuskies,barkingintheirkennels,thesunsettingtheireyesonfire.
Billandhisblue-eyeddogs.
SleepingonBill'spropertythatnight,underadarkquiltfleckedwithglass,envelopedbythenightmusicofcoyotesandtheirchildren,alonelytenorsuddenlycleftsthecooledearthwithhisslow,ululatingdirge.
Bill'smalamutescrescendo,theirsongswellsandthecoyotesanswerinsyncopatedsympathy.
SarahDowlingUponbeinginclass,staringataduochromaticchalkboard;anduponsittinginanuncomfortablechair,wishingIhadasmoke,anddoodlingdescriptivepoemsinthemarginofmynotebookChalkboardblackandwhiteasthenightistumbledhomedrunkinthesnowChaircradlingmybottomasagraniteledgecradlesaperchedgargoyleFingerstappingimpatientlynicotine-jaundicedlikeanoldgymshirtstainedunderthearmpitsChrisBirdCrushedMyheartbeatslike80'selectronicaWithanabsentbass.
YougivemegoosebumpsThatwon'tgoawayAmouthfullofcottonswabs.
ButterfliesfeelmorelikevulturesBeatingtheirwingsinmystomachWaitingtopickatthepieces.
I'mdrunkandhungoverallatonce,CryandlaughinoneexhalationAndWatchyouwalkbyConfidentlysmilingthewholetime.
NancyMorinSadOneYouchasedmeonyourbikedownthestreet:I'msorry,didn'tmeanforthattohappenand(we'renotinHighSchool)wouldn'tyouliketogooutsometimeAndsowedid.
CoffeeandtheMonumentandbad,cheapmoviesandnightwalksandfinally,tobed.
Then,later,padthaiatNantha'sPhotosanddustybookstoresandrunningthroughrain(giggly-drunk)tothesubway.
Andwetalked,wetalked,wetalked.
SometimesIjustlistened.
Thenoneday,youforgottopackorIhadrehearsalorworkmaybeneitherofushadtimemoneyenergy.
YoureyesandtheperfectsymmetryofyourfaceStoppedsurprisingme.
Younolongerwatchedmegetdressed.
Itriednottohurtyou,IweptwhenIdid,ButIwas,afterall,underyourskinandcouldonlytearmywaybackout.
That'sallyoucanrecall.
Isupposeittimeyouchasedmebackupthestreet.
AmandaMcCoyAloneagainOratlastItispainfulOrpurifyingMysoulachesOrbreathesThereisaholeOrroomforimprovementWillitneverendOristhisabeginningOnatwistedjourneyOristhisnormalAloneagainOratlastDavidFortier13P.
R.
Iwishshewouldtellmethesethingsthesetruthsofherandtheworldthattumbleandchuminsideusbothwindingtheirwayoutbycandlelightandtwistingimpatience.
Thedarkshadowthatpassesthroughthefaceofawomansleepingbeauty,andthetragedythatstrengthensthearchofherbackandbrowslip,asweopenourlaughtertothemoltedpurpleskywhilerememberingwhattreeslookedlikeandthesoundofbreaking.
Iseeherscratchingherforeheadwiththehandofawiseartistawedatthewonderofrain.
JessicaVanHorssenElementalNeondarknesswithmaniacblinkingViolentlinesetchedpainfullyonbrain.
Ceaselesseye-blindingglowofeternityLivingforeverwithoutblackglowoflight.
JennKang14TheHand,byCurtisMullin15Untitledphonerings-9amnomusicpassmethepianistplayanythinghairandmakeupforfourfollowsspray,3-prongedlashes,glue,dried-flowers,pipe-cleanersandsilverbellsbackathomeacool,crispchardonnayblendswithambientjazzstinkycheeseswirlslikesteamfromateapotamongsttulle,timeandtissuesaquickfaginbetweentocalmthenervesguestsbegintoarrivenotguestsreally,morejustfamilyandfriendshummingandfloatingaroundlikebusylittlebeesIrememberthatintensetightnesswounduplikeaspinningtopheldinlimbocararrivesDan'sdriving1957charcoalgreyEnglishRoverscarletredinteriordoorsthatopenfromfronttobackweparkedforawhilenotfarawaychatted-aboutwhatIdon'trememberlookatthetime!
butterfliesreturnedandbegantodancelikemicrowavepopcornaswepulledupandguidedbyafriendlyhandIsteppedonefootandthenanotherintoanewlifeMolindaMclifford16Thecalmingsoundofyoursweetvoicecarriesthroughthebreeze,andwhenIthoughtIstoodalone,youwerethereamongthedarkenedtrees.
WiththehelpofyourenduringloveIhavechanged,andevengrown.
AndIfeelaslongasIhaveyou,Iwon'teverbealone.
ThoughImayneverbetheroseyoudeserve,andonlypetalsinthewind,Ihopeandprayyouwon'toverlookthelovethatmaybefoundwithin.
StaceyMoorePortraitofanElderlyManThechairhesitsuponDayafterdayafterday,FacesthewindowWherehegazesouttothesandyshore.
Rockingbackandforth,Neverchanginghisstare.
Heneversleeps,hardlyeats.
Asheneverspeaks,Wedon'tknowwhatheisthinking.
SometimesabeautifulbirdWillsitonthewindowAndsingforhim.
ThesidesofhismouthCreepupwardsintoanawkwardsmile.
HiseyeslightupAsifseeingthisforthefirsttime;TheninaninstantHisthoughtlessexpressionreturns,Hiseyesoblivious,Untilthenextsongbirdsings.
TheAwakeningKimMisnerKunik6,2001ScatteredThoughtsIwantedtotellyoujusthowmuch.
.
.
wordswithnomeaning,meaningnowords.
.
.
Yousee,thethoughtgoessofastthattoputitdownonpaperisatorture.
It's2:25atnight,funny,foryouit'stheday.
.
.
HowdidithappenWhydidthedistancemakeitpainfullyclearormaybewearebetteroffblindfolded.
.
.
Iopenedmyeyestoyourhazelonesandsawyouinanewlight,ohwell,doesitreallymatterifitwastwilightTwilight.
.
.
tastethisword.
.
.
Itleadstolies,deceitIkeepapictureofyou.
.
.
WhywouldyouevencareBittersmile.
.
.
Yes,mybittersmileismytrademarkthesedaysForallIwanttosay.
.
.
It'stoolate.
You'regone,notwillingtohear.
Youknow,youalwaysknew,rightWell,IguessIshouldfinallysayit.
I.
.
.
YesIgotyourmessage.
.
.
love.
.
.
Ihopeyou'rehappynow.
.
.
you.
UntitledMargaritaBizinaAbrillianteternalflashseeminglyteasingmyfalteringsightAbrilliantdoorlightsmyeyesThecenter-anembryoofmyfailinggiftorunworldlyrevelation.
KarolinaFigarski19SanityExerciseSwelteringhighwayAscendinghighnessCarryingsoulcargoAbsorbedinlineLifelessdreamersTrustingjudgementMaddeningsilenceResolvedbytarCountingbackwardsForgottenpatternConditionedtoescapeNothingleftRisinglightBreakstranceYearningforsoundReturningtospellSo,thisismemoody,secretive,bitter,fearful,sometimessweetandsometimestearful,lostinaworldwherealliswrong,neverweak,butmuchtoostrong.
sohereIam,thisisme,butisthiswhoIamsupposedtobelostinaworldwherealliswrong,amIrighttobetoostrongisitokaytohavefeelingssuppressed,amIallowedtobeslightlydepressedquestionsforyoumydearsweetfriend,andhereIam-lostagain.
StaceyMooreEnergypenetratesEarthgroundsmeBacktotheline.
MichaelPrestonCerebralRealEstateInthewindowofimaginationAppearsherfaceWithfadedsmileAndmootlaughter.
Feelingsoflonging,Nolongerfelt.
Nothingsensed,Inheart'sfleetingMemory.
Daysgoneby;Offeelingsshared,AndthoughtsofReconciliation.
Halfimagined.
ShallshealwaysstandAsthemanyencountersOfourprevioustimes.
AstheyearshavefadedIntosubjectsthemselves,ShebecomesmoreThansheeverhadbeen.
Foryesterdayislost,Todayisalreadypast,ShalltomorrowevercomeForwearenomore.
Thememoryghosts,HauntingandtauntingTheimagesofthebrain,ForeverchangingAndbecomingjaded.
WhengreencouldbeblueAndhernamethesame,AttitudesforgotteninTheextinguishedflame.
StephenCampbell21LaTristesseduZeusbyMarkoPecinovicFeastingSmoothleatherundercoarse,brokenskinofmysoles.
Onmycallousedfingerpushedoveragreasyfingernail,aringofgold.
Saggingshouldersundertheshimmerysoftnessofafineweave,straighten.
Atyourtablemyplaceischosenhonoredmyfeetswing.
Mycup,golden,catchesthelight.
Soakinginyoureasywinemylipsarefeasting.
Aswearedancingourbodiesfullofmusicanddownmytemplesbehindmyearswarmoiltricklestothesmallofmyback.
Beloved,inyourhouseIamhome.
TanyaBellehumeur-AllattUntitledAmanbouncesforeverinhismemoryonthesurfaceofhishistory'slakeandfishingnot,nortailingthewindhebouncesonthesurfaceofallhehasbeen,untilthemansinkstothebottomoftimepasttheedgeofhismemory'sdepth.
Hefallsintonowhere,andnowhereishere,heisnothing,isstatic,forgettinginfear.
ForgottenpainbruisesthedeepnightdreamsandIsingdespitethegood-byes,thenail-bitingandthelonelymetro.
Whentheroadendsitleavesanawesomeabsence,fullandclear.
AndIamlefttotouchtheskywithdesignsconceivedalone,andthepreciousconfusionsomewherebetweenthedreamsofnightandthoseofday.
MichelleMacAleeseStrangersintheNightThenightairchills,starsreflectingoffadarkmirror.
Wehuddleforwarmth.
AncienttreesborderingthelakebecomeshadowedstrangersStrangebecauseIfeelclosertothemthanIdotoyou.
Discuss.
Philosophy,theology,politics,everythingandnothingallatonce.
Tryingtopreventsilencefromthickeningtheair.
MolassesinMarchregardless.
Anxietycrawlslikeaspideronmyskin.
TasteyourmoistbreathgivingmemouthtomouthFromadistanceYetSuffocatealoneinthedarkness.
NancyMorin23InTimesofAbsenceWhenimagesAretousledInaKaleidoscopeofemblazonedGemsTobeTwistedintoMosaicsofIndifferentschemesSetapartByamimickinghandAscatteringofvisionAshatteringofgemsCreatingblindfervorAndbrilliantflashesOftheNamelessandpreciousKarolinaFigarskiAngelDustAlthoughyougrewyourangelwings,andfloatedupintothesky,throughoutmyworld,mylife,andmyheart,yourpresencewillneverdie.
TheonlyonethatcouldunderstandwhyIlovedyouso,wastheoneIfoundinsideofyou,theoneIcan'tletgo.
Ithinksomedaywemaymeetagain,andthislonelytimewillpass,theechoedsilenceswilldisappear,andourtimetogetherwilllast.
Ihopeyouwerelookingdown,whilefloatingupintothesky,becauseuntilImakethatsamejourney,itwasourlastgood-bye.
Andalthoughyougrewyourangelwings,Iwillholdmemoriesofyouinmyheart,andinthatsense,thislovewillgrow,andwewon'teverbeapart.
StaceyMooreWithinLockedwithinthecavernouscorridorsofmymindLiestheanswertoquestionsstillleftunaskedCluestothemysteryofexistenceandbeyondBlueprintstooureternalessenceKeptwithinthemajesticchambersofmyheartArethesecretsofsexualityThesourceofdreamsandprayerThepainandpleasureofloveEntangledwithintheextravagantedificeofmygroinTheneedandseedtocreateanotherworldiscarriedAgreaterselflesspurposeiskindledTheuttersimplicityofcomplicationsGuardedbythebeastwithinthedepthsofmysoulLiesthecompassofdestinyThesetoolswithinIampreparedtonavigatemyVoyagethrougheternity.
DavidFortierDreamsIamawhiterabbitandashitloadofdrugsIamVaselineonacameralenseIamsmokeandflashinglightsIamJimmyStewarts'sflyingheadIamdetachedspeechfilledwithclues"There'snoplacelikehome"shesaysWhileclickingherheels.
Itmustbeabaddream.
WhowouldwantTogobacktoKansasWesCalhcartEndlessSummerItwaslateAugustorearlySeptemberwhenIfirstheardofyourarrival.
.
.
Ithinkitwasanyway.
.
.
Ican'treallyremember,becausemysummervacationneverendedfromtheyearpriortoyourmessybirth.
.
.
ItwasstillthesummerformethatcoldDecembernight,downbymythinkingspot,inthefrontseatofmybeat-upHondawhereyouwereconceived.
.
.
Sotoo,thosedaysafterValentine'swhenyourmotherthrewmeoutandcalledmeanasshole.
.
.
ItwasJulywhenIchosetomoveonandsentencemyselftoalifetimeofyourhatred.
.
.
andmyownregret.
Mylawyerprotectedmeinthosewaningsummerdays.
.
.
IgottoknowhimbeforeIevenknewyouexisted.
.
.
Itwasaweekorsoafteryouwerebomthatsheletmeseeyou.
.
.
yousuckedonmybicepthinkingitwasherbreast.
.
.
Itwasstillsummerforme,whenIdressedinasuitandwalkeddownthataisletohearhersaythatshedidn'tcareifIsawyou.
.
.
Ichosenottoduringthatendlesssummer.
.
.
itwasyourfirstsummer,butmylastsummerasachild.
.
.
Idon'tseemyselfinyou,justabeautifulchild,thatImayneverknow.
StephenCampbellTourBusStandingaloneinthespotlight,itgivesyouaheadacheyouforgetyourlinesandcompensatewithsexualanticssomeoneintheaudiencebelchesfromboredom,itsmellsliketeenspirit,andthatmakesyouhungryyouhavenoteatensincetheglassofpowderedmilkyouhadyesterday.
ItisTuesdayandyouarealreadyhavingabadyear.
Youwantsexbutyourhandisasleep.
Yourultimategoalisworlddominationbutyoucan'topenthetoothpaste.
SomehowyouknowthatsomeonewashitbytheAllmanbrotherstourbusandyouarejealous.
YouaretheZenmasteroffemalecastrationandyouwonderwhyyoucan'tgetadate.
Butitallboilsdowntothis"thesunwillrisetomorrowandifitdoesn'titwillbeawfuldark.
"AnonymousTheFacebyCurtisMullin27HideoutSometimeswhenthingsgetcrazy,IwishIcouldhidesomewhere.
Justhaveaplacewherenoonewouldeverlookforme.
DoyouhaveaplacelikethatIdid,once.
ThatwasbeforeAuntPaulinedied.
Herdeathwasaconfusion,disturbingbutnotpainful.
Butthelossofmyhideout.
.
.
Therewasthislittlecottageweusedtogotointhesummer.
Itwasn'tarealcottage,justacoupleofcampingtrailersparkedonahugewoodedlot.
Itbelongedtomyfather'saunt-that'sPauline-andherboyfriendPhil.
Shewasabrownoldraisin,alwayssittingoutinherplaidsunhatwhileshesmokedcigaretteaftercigarette.
Shescaredme,butIhadlotsofhidingplaceswhereshe'dneverfindme.
ThecottagewasfarawayinBethany,andithadtreestoclimb,andbird'snests,anddried-upmushroomsthatmadesmokewhenyousteppedonthem.
Thedayswedroveuptherewerethebestonesinthesummer.
I'msandwichedbetweenmybrothersinthebackseat.
Theroadoutthewindowlookswet,butthepuddleskeepdisappearing.
Allourwindowsaredownandsometimesabeecomesin.
Icouldbestung.
It'sanadventure.
Dad'sgotatapeinradio.
It'sthesameoneeverytimewego.
Goingtothechapelandwe're.
.
.
gonnagetmarried.
.
.
whenwegetthere,Ijumpout.
"Weneedhelpunloadingthisstuff,honey".
I'malreadygone.
It'shot.
Thetreesarebuzzing.
Icheckonmyflowergarden,rememberingnames.
SweetWilliams,Marigolds,Bachelor'sButtons.
ThenontothepatchwhereIpullacarrotoutofthedirtandeatitrightaway.
Igothroughthehalf-moonofwildrosesDaddugupinsomefieldandplantedintheyard.
Ialwayssmelleachone.
Ilikethesymmetry.
Iwanttoknowiftheyallsmellexactlythesame.
IcanhearPaulinelaughasshetellsmyfatherinFrenchthatI'mlikeabumblebee.
Itembarrassesme.
Igointothetreeswheretheycan'tseemeanymore.
It'scoolerhere,andIlikethepatternontheground.
Iseeacedarinthewoods.
Itlooksfunnyhere,becauseinthecitycedarsaresosmallandneat,andthisone'sallbushy.
Ipeekthroughthebranchesandseelonggrassontheotherside.
Icrawlthrough,andstanduponalittlecircularpatchofgrass.
I'msurroundedbytreesonallsides,allthewayuptothesky.
OnlyIknowthisplace.
MaybeIcangogetmysleepingbagandmorecarrotsandjusthidehereforever.
HowlongwilltheylookformeWillanyonecryifInevercomebackIfeelsuchathrillinthislittleclearing.
Secretstakeplacehereatnight.
Ineverdecideexactlywhat-it'stooscarytothink.
Butbiganimalsmustcomehere,andowlsinthetrees,andtheydon'tmakeanynoiseatall.
AfterIfindthisroundlittlepatchofgrass,Ikeepcomingbacktohide.
Ireadbookshere.
Mystomachgetswetfromthedirt.
Mybrotherslookforme,buttheyneverfindme.
Ileavesomeofmyflowersforthenightanimals,andsometimeslittlepiecesofbread,justtoseeifthey'retherewhenIcomeback.
Thenoneday,I'mcomingoutofthewoodsandDad'stalkingtoastrangeman.
Hiseyesareallred.
I'veneverseenhimlooklikethis,I'mscared.
MomtakesmeinsidethetrailerandgivesmeaglassofKool-aid.
"Honey,AuntPaulinehadaheartattacktoday.
Shewasveryold.
.
.
"There'salumpinmystomach.
IwashidinginthewoodsandPaulinegotsickandshedidn'tgettoseemeagain.
.
.
smellingflowersthewaysheliked.
ButIfeelevenworseforneverlikingher,forthinkingshesmelledbad,fornoticingthehairsaboveherlip.
IknowaboutGodandIthinkI'minbigtrouble.
Igotothefuneralandwatcheverybodycrying,butIcan't.
Nobody'severdiedbefore.
I'mnotsurehowI'msupposedtoact.
ButmostlyIwanttogobackintothewoods,andIcan't.
Ifeelresponsiblesomehow,asthoughhidingbroughtonherheartattack.
Acoupleofmonthslater,Phildiestoo,andeveryonesaysit'sbecausehisheartwasbroken.
ThatwaswhenDaddidn'twanttogotothecottageanymore.
Iwantedsomuchtoaskifwecouldgoback,buteverytimethatlumpwouldbeinmystomach.
Itdidn'tseemrightthatmyspecialplacecouldexistwithoutme.
Ifoundothertreestoclimbandweeventuallymovednearagraveyard,wheretherewerelotsofplacestoexplore.
Butsomehownothingwaseverasgoodasmysecrethideoutinthewoods.
Igrewtaller,readbookafterbook,butthelingeringdesireforsolituderemained.
Ineverwentback.
Dadsoldthelandtoaminkfarmer,hecutthewoodsdownandputupalongskinnybam.
Itriedtellingmyparentsabouttheclearingonce,buttheyjustlaughed.
"MaybeoldPaulineandPhilarehauntingit".
Idon'tthinkso.
SometimesIdreamaboutit,andthere'sonlyonepersonthere-alittlegirleatingdirtycarrotsandreadingabook.
AmandaMcCoy29WinneroftheNoniHowardAwardforCreativeWritingUntitledthisisgrandma'sapplepiemass-producedandshippedinfreezertrucksdirectlytoyourlocalsupermarketthisisabigfuckingluxurysuvwithtractioncontrolandsix-wayelectricleatherseatsthatguzzlesgaslikeafratboyshotgunsbeerThisisthegruelinghiketothesummitofmt.
Washingtononlytobegreetedbyaparkinglotfullofcarsandajungleofconcessionstandsthisisthestatueoflibertywearingcamouflagefatiguesholdinganine-fingertoyourheadthisistheeliminationofthemiddleclassthisisjohncougarmellancamppretendinghe'sstillblue-collareventhoughit'sbeenalongtimesinceheactuallybelievedthatdancingwaseverythingthisisthemostpowerfulmanintheworldunderthreatofimpeachmentbecausehegotahummerintheovalofficethisisamericaChrisBirdYouth,thankstoJosephConradyouthissomethingthat,paradoxically,crossesthegenerationsyouthisthequestfortheidealinlifethegreatillusionisthatlifewillactuallygiveyousomethingidealyouthisrecklesswalkingonhotcoals,searchingforthefireyouthisoptimismanunbreakablebeliefthateverythingwillworkoutyouthisromanceinvestingineverythingwithakindofeccentricglamouryouthissailinginashipthatislongpastitsbestdaysyouthisheroiclifeisanadventureratherthananordealyouthisdangerousyouthletsthesafetylightsgooutyouthsinsagainsttheharmonyoftheuniverseyouthissillybutcharmingandbeautifulChrisBirdThehabitualdrinkersthesearehollowmenhavingnothingwithinandnothingwithouttheyarecollectivelyaloneastheysitandpicklethemselvesChrisBirdMoroccanMajestybyMarkoPecinovic32CarnivalTheghostsofdeadhelicoptershauntteargassmotheringahistoriccity(alwayslovelythistimeofyear)beautyandpurposetrampledbysirensandsongsprayersanddrumsmetalonmetalandfeetpoundingonstainedasphaltStilllittleoldladieshoistingsignsandchildrenwearingtheircarnivalmasksdanceintoacomer,wheregrim(nervous)uniformsandachain-linkjokestiflechants,breathandperspectiveinthehorribletasteablesilence(justpraythatneithersidebreaks,now'causeyouknowwhatthey'lltellyouthiswas).
Barrageofsoundandfuryclenchesdownintothefinewhiteheatofdeafeningeyes(LISTENTOMELISTENTOMELISTENTOME)reflectedmutelyinranksofshieldsandshininghelmets.
PriyaRaju33ThedateWWIIbeganWickedsmilepouringraintaxidriverisaskingmynameHurryuptoescapefromthecigarettesmokeTothefreshnessofsweetWell,sowhatthatit'swetsowhatthatit'sdarkStreetlampsshowmethewaytoavoideverytrapHowironic!
NatureremembersthisdaycryingjustlikethepeoplesensingtheirpainIglanceovermyshoulderatthebusinessbarWhathashappenedtotheusuallycheerfulcrowdTheyremembermetoo,everysoulinthisworldAndthedrinkssuddenlyaresocoldLiketheraindropsrollingdownmyneckIshiver,Iponder,IspeedupmystepThethoughtneverleavesmyinquiringmindNatureremembersthedayitbeganMagaritaBizinaDementiabyMarkoPednovk34AndDayBeginsVoices,singingfreshthewetmorningdew-lickedpasturesarestirringforthesunrisesalute.
Asthelastformsofdarknessslinknowtothesidelinesdaybreakringstriumphoverthedeafnessofsleep.
Andinsidethechamberawomanrollsovershockedfromherlinenbyadigitalbeep.
Thecurtainstilldrawnsheglidestothemirrorflicksonthelightswitchandshowsherdistaste.
Blindedbylookingshepicksupherwarpaintsmearsonanimageandruinstheface.
Andoutsidethechambertheworldhaseruptedwashedpurewithcolours,thebrushofthesun.
Theautumn'sacircusofsumptuoussplendorclashingwithcrimsonsandrougesoflight.
Yetwhensheemergespervertedsensationsallshecanthinkis"Howtacky!
"MollyMacDonaldDisillusionmentCoulditbeInthisageofhedonism,nihilism,andpostmodernpessimism,wherewecanonlymoanquietlyintothedarkness-amiracleNotjustChrist'smugfoundinmud,ortheMadonna'svisageinaruststain-delusionsdreamtbyfaithfaminedsouls-butanhonesttoYou-Know-WhomiracleIhadtoseethis.
Dancinginthestreets,theyseemedyourtypicalnewageJesusfreaks.
Withthefullgameteofhallelujahsandshiveringseizuresoftheholyspirit,splicedwithsomekumbiyahguitarsingingamidstitall.
HowsarcasticallyIwoulddepictitalltomyequallyskepticalfriendswhilesippingblackdoubleespressos,foodforthedisillusionedsoul.
Yet,howbeautifultheylookedwiththeirflashingcolors,singingwithallemphasisfromtheirsoul,bodyandspiritenlivenedintoanecstasyseenineachface-andwhocanbutwonderofwhatsuchwonderstheirillusionsconvincedthemofWho,uponseeingtearsglisteningintheireyesastheircomradescarefullybringthembackfromafulfillmentneverbeforeknowncanbutyearnfordisillusionmentofdisillusionmentThenthecrowdsplit,liketheRedSeabeforeMoses,torevealthegirl.
Agirl!
Hardlygrownintohertrainingbra,butwithouttheawkwardnessoffumblingadolescence,withanairofconfidenceIhadseeninfewwomen.
Knowingfromrumorwhatwouldhappennext,andseeingherbeingliftedontoacross,nofaithkeptmefromtryingtopreventwhatthemodernworldcallsmadnessandtheselunaticscallreligion.
Butthecrowdkeptmeback,andshestretchedoutherarmswillinglytothecross,aneagerChristforthenailstobedrivenin.
Thedancerswentintoafever.
ThehammersstruckasIcried"No!
",drownedoutbythehymns,herscreams,andthecrowd'sjubilation.
Watertowine,beautifulgirlintocrucifiedmartyr,eitherwayitpoursreduponthethirstyfaithful.
Nosoonerwerethenailsdriventhroughthenthemenwhohadburiedtheminherfleshtorethemfree.
Stillheldbackbythecrowd,IwonderedifIwouldwatchherbleedtodeathbeforeme.
ThiswasnotwhatIhadwanted,thiswasnosubjectofsarcasticchucklingatthesillinessofbelief,followedbystatementsthatwearealloh-so-sane.
Myownmockerysickened,witheredwithinme,andwaswashedawaybyherbloodthatgusheddownuponthepedestaltheyhaderectedhercrossupon.
Shestillupheldherhands,theflowofthebloodraining.
.
.
no.
.
.
nowslowing.
.
.
nowtrickling.
.
.
nowdrippingasfleshrewove,andmykneesgaveway.
Sheshowedtoallherunmarkedhandssmearedwithblood,andcried,"Inthisworld,thereismuchtoomuchbleedin',andnotenoughhealin'!
"ToanexuberantcryofHallelujahsthatalmostdrownedherout,andmeamongstthevoices.
AmandaMcAleerTurkishRugTwoweeksago,mycatcarriedadeadpigeonintothecementcourtyardofourapartmentblock.
Theblockisahollowsquare,andthecourtyardisfilledwithbeerbottles,cigarettebutts,andchickenbones.
Thebirdwasdecapitated,andmycathadplaceditoutsidetheliv-ingroomwindow,keepingitwithinheradhesivegaze.
It'spossiblethatshejustfoundthepigeonthere,andithadactuallybludgeoneditsownheadoffflyingintowindows.
Idon'tknowmuchaboutthatpigeon,otherthanthecatdevelopedanunhealthyaffectionforit.
ItoldthesuperonmanyoccasionsthatIdidn'tthinkthatitwasmyresponsibilitytoremovethepigeoncarcass.
FinallyIdidsubmit,pickeditupwithacamouflagegreengarbage-bag,anddisposedofitneatlyoutsidetheblock,inthedumpsterinthealleyadjacenttorueSt.
Marc.
Thedumpsterisaccessiblefromthecourtyardviaadanktunnelwhichrunsthroughthebasement.
Therearetwosteeldoorsateachendofthetunnel.
Ittookmeaboutthreemonthstodiscoverthismysterydump,andmyfellowapartmentblocktenantsweremightypleasedwhenIdidfinditandtookituponmyselftoremovethethirty-sevengarbagebagpile-upfromthefireescapeoutsideofmyground-levelthreeandahalf.
SoIamsurethatyoucanimaginemyqualmishness,(bothfromhersepticstenchandscrewygarbledlook)whenthismorning,mycatstrolledinthroughthelivin-groomwindowcarryingthedecomposingheadlesscarcassofthatoncepigeontwoweeksafteritsinitialappearance.
Herheadhigh,herjawwideandfixedaroundthatfrothingpigeonbelly.
Atfirst,Icouldn'ttellifitwasprideordevilry.
Thenshewalkedovertomypaprikaprimrosepaledpurplefour-by-sixYajabadiranddroppedthatgangrenedcarcass,acavityontherug'sintricateweave.
EmilyEvansOdetomyShelterandtomyCompanionandtoallhisTrashyBooksIt'snotthelion'sden.
Youdidn'tbringthewallsdown.
You'renotaninjaspywarriorOrevenCharlesAtlas-Althoughthereissomeresemblance,Imustconfess.
ButyoubuiltBohemiaAndfilleditwithfoodandbooksandasilverhubcapAndIhidetherefromtheworld.
AndwhenyoumakepastaandcarvepumpkinsAndleaveyourmathbooksoneveryflatsurfaceAndwemakefunofRexMurphy-Youlookinginfromthebalcony,Itfeelsevenmorelikehome.
CananinjaspywarriordothatYougettobetheherointhestoryofyourownlife.
AmandaMcCoydrinkingginoutofadirtycoffeemugasmokebentuplikeawreckedcarhangingoffchappedlips.
thinkingaboutshitthatshouldbecommittedtopaperbutwon'tbebecauseshitisfoggylikelondonandimpossibletofocusonfortoolongtryingtofillanemptyspacewithboozeandnicotineandstillnotbeingsatisfiedafterfourteendoublesandfifty-twosmokessteppingoutthedooratfourinthemorningtocleartheheadbutfreshairclarifiesthoughtsaboutaswellasanotherdrinkwillwhichisgoingtobepouredanyway.
ChrisBirdLateOneSundayAfternoonIamtiredofthisclutteredroomOfoffices,newspapersOfsickly,dusty,indoorplantsYesterday,ItwasawarmafternoonWeweresitting,laughing,underalilactreeOnsuchadayOneisstruckBythemurkydarknessthatawaitsinsidePalelightfilteringthroughstainedcurtainsStandinginthemiddleofsmall,untidyroomsThatsmelllikesourmilk,sweat,stalesexThesunwashotButthegroundwasdampAndwesatforawhilebeforediffusingtoourlivesIfeellikecryingForeveryonewhohasknownthehappinessOflilacsonalazyspringafternoonAndhadittakenawayRoseMortonSmokebyCurtisMullin40APretendSecretOngoesthistransparentcharadeRealityissuspendedIdareyoutocallmeonthisbluff:We'redrivingthroughinvisiblespace,Thoseroadtripsthatmakemyeyesburn,Andthoughtsnowbleedintothesun;Tattooustogetherwithatan;ThewhitefleshistherootofwhereyouwillalwaysbeIreadyourfaceinthedarkAndyouturninmewitheverywakingpageI'llrollintoyouwithalappingwave.
Maskmywordsandbreathinmythoughts,Whatafinehallucination,Thismedleyofsoul-stainedspots.
It'struthencaged.
LikeGalileo,Waitingtheinevitablegloryday.
EmilyBennettABarefootMorning(Interrupted)Themistswirlsbehindmyeyesasthegrasssweatsintomybluejeanswithitsefforttoopentheday.
Ilikeitandsmile.
Saunteringacrossthestreethesoondrownsoutthescreechingtestamentofgrasshoppers.
I'veheardofhislove.
Hismother,theFather,applepiefriedchicken,impishwomenanddirtyryesoheshowsmetheElvisstickerhetenderlygluedtohiswallet.
Ilaughandtouchitforgoodluckasweteasethemelodramaofpoetryandbeforeheleaves,ImakehimtakeoffhisshoesandIseethatsomethingbrightorbrillianthasshiftedmymorningpraise.
JessicaVanHorssen41WinneroftheF.
R.
ScottAwardforCreativeWritingCreationStoryAhugeturquoisering,shinylikeabeetle'sback,oraturtle's.
Atinylake,reflectinglightinblacklines,restingonaskinnybrownfinger.
Thefirstturtle,floatingintheocean,holdingtheotheranimalsonherback,tryingtomakeland.
Thefingergoesthroughthering,Stretches,mergesandmakesitselfintoanoldwoman.
Thehandthatwearstheringholdsaneedleanditstwinholdsacloththatslowlyturnsblue.
Theneedledivesanddives,likeakingfisher,intoabagofbeads.
Theneedleholdsthebeads,letsthemfloatdownathinwhitestringandthehandscaress,wrap,stitch,tightlysewingthemontothecloth,creatingtheskyonabrand-newlegging.
Theringmoves,turquoisehoveringoverblue,carriedbytheoldwoman,whoseparatesskyfromwaterwithearth.
SarahDowlingTheSwanPondMajestyinalongwhiteneckShapelyeyes,shapedliketheover-smoothbodiesthatglideandglide,dangerousingreenwater.
Afloatingfleetofdreadnoughtbread-eaters,propellingtheirboat-bodiestowardme,mountingtheirattackonmyregrettablyunshodfeet,trumpetingtheirwar-cryformorebread.
Theirpondisnotarealone,notevenold.
Greenwaterencasedincementbricks,archesbuilttolooklikeruins,prepackageddecay.
Naturecreepsininthewhiteplumage,butsoonisseducedbythesweettasteofbread.
Bloodbread.
Hotlittleicicleteethrakeovermyfeet,specklingthewhitebreadred.
Theswansseethatitdripsdown.
Bloodoozing,falling,dyeingthedyingbreadcrumbs,thewar-wearycroutons.
Theysink,waterlogged,oraregobbledupbythegorgeous,gorge-ousarmadainthecivicpark.
SarahDowlingCreationStory2Asweettasteinhermouth.
Stretchedoveranorangecouch,reading.
Sharplittleflecksofthoughtdanceonherlips,hereyebrowsandathickstripoflightfromasmallwindowliesacrossher.
Onetinyringjumpsout,fragmentofsemi-preciousness,castingitsreflectionalloverthewall,makingstarsinourhouse.
SarahDowlingCanadianGothicMomandDadTwenty-eightyearsago,Wedding-timeorthereabouts.
TheystandsquintingintothecameraThewayeveryonealwaysdidPositionedinfrontoftheirhomeGrinningwidely,hipbutquaint.
Matchingshirts:"PropertyofStatePrison".
(WherearethoseshirtsnowI'dwearone.
)Herhairiswaist-length,straight,He,nowbald,hasamessofcurls.
Hardnottogiggle.
ThereareexactlythreetwinklesinhiseyeAndheisholdingherthewayheholdshernow.
AmandaMcCoyHomeThefirsthumanhandthatplantedtheseed,Wavedourhuntingfathersintothepast,AnduncharteredforestsweresoontoleadTothefence,temple,andmariner'smast.
Thefarmerwhowavedthelastnomadgood-bye,AcrossthetracklessEuropeanplain,Hadshelterinplaceoftheopensky.
Andagardeninsteadofuntroddenterrain.
Andmostimportantly,itwasthehomeThateasedtheterribleperilsoflife,ThatallowedhimtoponderarchanddomeAndtomakesafeeveryman'schildandwife.
Acivilizingthingthatgivesusbreath,Aplaceforforgettingbothtimeanddeath.
FrankWilldigintransitModelhousesrowonrow.
Wefewthecopingmakethisourown,sprawlingonshortsuburbangrassorlaughingandloiteringinthegarishLightingofTimHorton'sfriendlywindows.
Flocksofhi-techworkersdrivethruforcoffeeandbagelandjogitoffatlunch,whiletheirscrawnyoffspringbrayingwithangstreelthroughparkinglots,daddy'sscotchwinceddowntheirthroatsburninginGAP-gildedguts.
Justabustlingrutinwhichtotalkandtwistgentlyonbeloveddarkpiss-stainedswings,minglingdisgustwithfantasyanddreamingquietplansunderstarswashedoutbystreetlamps.
PriyaRajuOntheShoreofLakeOntarioIgazeuponthescene.
Istandontheshoreandquietlywait,avisitoruninvited.
Thestillnessastoundsme.
Thestarswinkfromabove.
Nosoundsonthelakebuttheoccasionalflapofduckslanding.
Aflocksailsin,andthoughIcannotseethem,Iheartheirechoesacrossthewater.
Theywatchmefromadistance.
IcanhearthemlaughingastheyseeI'vediscoveredonlynowwhattheyhaveknownsincetheyfirstbrokefreeintothisworld:Thepowerofthisplaceaftermidnighthasgoneanddawnhasyettoarrivestreamingglory.
Silencereturns,anditisherethatIleavethem-ducksonthewaterattwilighttime.
ThefogmakesmeunsurethatIeverreallysawthem.
Myvision,unaccustomedtoatotallackoflight.
JennKang4a.
m.
PatientQuelleddiagonalacrossthebed,yourbodytracedheavyaresidualrockface.
Ontherosewooddresseryourpassporttolobstertailslazymatineesandcoolwhitesheetsallpackedintoa150ml.
syringe.
Poolsonthepillow'slipyourbreathyokeswithminefogswaggersinthruthedoorwaytheshuttersareametronomeracket.
EmilyEvansLinesComposedontheShoresoftheMassawippi(sometimeafterSeptemberll,2001)TheWorldthatsurroundsusRoarsbytoitsownrhythmsBeyondourcontrol,ForeverourdestinyToignoretheimportanceofWar.
ShadedbygrovesoftreesBlanketedinthepeacetheybring,ThewaterchumstothebeatOfguitaranddrumsAsfriendshipsflourishIntheNovembersun.
Gullsscavengingatwater'sedgeTakemessageoffreedomAsfarastheycanStretchingacrosstheoceanHeardbyabsentfriendlyears.
Fadinglight.
.
.
afadingslumberOftheworriesandstrifeIneverydaylifeGoneinraven'sflightSwallowedbynature'ssilence.
Throughthe"unknownrememberedgate"Weareagaintogether,Intheday'slastlightAmoment'srespiteDrumandguitar;theonlyvoiceDaringtheendofwar.
StephenCampbellWhereverTwo,wantingbabyvirginscryfortheirnakedfearfuleyesIntothegolden-smoothpoolsofsinWheresongsofwatersfallingCarvetheirartwithintheairAndapoetmarkshiswordsFortheopened-tearsofday.
WhilethegodsaboveOfpeaceandwarPlaywithmarblesintheskyRaindropsfalldowntoloversTiedupclosetobreathsofsweetsandsweatAndflamesforhaloesCrowntheirsilentpainsaway.
AroundthemdancethefieldsWithflowersCagedandunawareoftheirmarble-stonedgoodbyes.
JustonelastkissWithwhispersStormsdowncurtainsfullofclouds.
DrippingPreciouspearlsOffthesmokingfountainsoftheirsilkylipsFacespaintedredwithdawnandwindunfoldAsthesinkingsunstillburnsherorangeshadowsThroughherblazingautumnleavesShestill-colorseverymountain.
"Starsalikeoflightingwink,willwavetheawesomeseastosleepAndblackasdarkasnightcantamethebloodofbusymanButonlylove,inlove,willshinethejewelsinspacewithwings,"Sochantsthesilvermoontoall,"AllelsecanbreakandfalllikebrokentreasuresblownaboutThroughtheemptytunnelsofsomemindWherepoets'kissesareforalltimesfree.
"CurtisMullinTheBuskersRoughlyforty-eightpeoplehurtlingtogether(or,atleast,towardthesamecity)facefrontofthebus.
IrememberagiddyVieux-portcrowd,merryelbowproddingformissedjokes,clappingandstompingandsingingoutloudbeforeIgotonhere.
Aflusteredmotherpatsatascreamingmassoflimbsandlooksaround,apologizingsilentlylikeatiredhuntedanimal.
Anaccomplishedyoungmanoffershisjust-browsing-thankskindofsmileand,havinglostastaringcontestwiththethreadonhispants,absentlykneadshislefttempleagainstthewindow.
Ifsomeonebelchedgoodandloudrightnow,we'dallstiffenorshiftexpectantlyandincredulouseyeswouldmeetanddanceandjerkaway.
PriyaRajuHealwayscallsher,craving,whenshe'ssleeping.
Conflictingirregularhabits.
Hisheartisbreaking,theskyisfalling,hehasn'tsleptintwodays,andshe'sgotendurance.
JessicaVanHorssenSwayingAcrossTownHiscallsanimateamatchneartheseepinggaslinebehindhereyes.
Ifnotgiventhechance,shewouldlovehim.
49TheYellowWallpaperThesummerwindblowsFilmycurtainsbillow,recedeAndsoAsthroughlazilyblinkingeyesSundripsoveryellowwallpaperHereandthereavaguepatternshowsthroughUndertheglazeofsunlightPalerivulets,intertwiningbranchesTangleandhidewhatmightliebeneaththesurfaceEachholdsapaththatcanbefollowed.
ButisinevitablyslicedawayAtacomerorthewindow'sedgeTheintrudingcurtainshiftsEyesblinkAndthereisnothingmorethanyellowwallpaperRoseMorionUntitledAsumptuousblonddogprancinginthewild,frozengrasses,longandyellow.
TinybitsoflightannouncingthefrostthatlastsrightuptilltheeveningofanOctoberday.
Stripyskyfilteringthesunthatdyestheworldgoldallthroughtheyearbutmakesitpurpleandyellowtoday.
SarahDowlingFrankGehry'sGuggenheimOffspringofaspiralingfunnelIntense,polymorphic,unbreakableLifeexistsinthisarchitecture.
TitaniumscalesreflectthefireunmediatedbythebrokenozonewombGlassgillabsorbindustrialfilthandexhalefreshairforanentiregeneration.
SensuouscurvesbattleconventionGlasseyesWindowsofthesoulOfferglimpsesofconception,Prophecy,Geneticallysuperior,highlyevolvedentitiesThatsubsistinside.
ThisCalculatedchild'splayhasresurrectedirreverentmagic.
NancyMorinDebriefedPetals:MyhandthrobsintheheatIwrapmypinkhandaroundthestemitsliceschainSaw.
WipedrippingredonwhitedressnowruinedCrumpledressinheapinshrubinvisible.
SqueezeripeskinaroundslashreelingbloodyzigzagsallovermyGarden.
EmilyEvans51LesDessinateursdeL'air(àDominiqueLabauvie,sculpteur)Thedifferencebetweenhewhoturnsironbarsintostrokesofbrushordelicateloopsofpencilintheairandmeis,thatheisseekingquintessenceofformthroughabattlewithmaterialorthroughbasicfusion,hisprocessislong,drawnout,andstepsfromsketchtosketchtomodeltodaysofworkandrework.
Ihavethedisadvantageofbeingclosertotappingthoughtasitspringsdirectandsilentonthepagestraightfrommysearchingmind,pausingonlytoselectwhatimage,whatsoundIprefertotransmitmyimpression,myidea.
AndtooIhavenolimitintimeorspace,butIbattlewithsequenceandlogicandgrammarandclarityofimage.
Seekingthatsamequintessenceinanotherform,wedrawthesameair.
RobertHackett