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Shelly Reed

Timeline, 1977

Woznik ran the corner grocery until he saw a roach,

aisle three, between Life and Froot Loops, and went mad.

He died that year. Starved himself to death.

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2 March 2003
Vol. 3, No. 1
poetry

Ink forms the mathematical symbol

for infinity over a bicep.

The odor of sin lingers

in concrete blocks joined…

Mural of a Broken Curfew

2 September 2002
Vol. 2, No. 3
poetry

She's queasy over orange juice

and muffin batter rising

while shots of booze

she can't recall names for…

Three

2 September 2002
Vol. 2, No. 3
poetry

you are the urinal

in which men piss infidelity

when wives demur sex

After Jon Larrance's Nude on a Couch

2 March 2002
Vol. 2, No. 1
poetry

Once I wrote your eyes

in the palm of my hand

while you were engaged

in the centering music.

Finger Paint Me

2 March 2002
Vol. 2, No. 1
poetry

I am a purple fashion model painting

latex smoke and metaphor

my rhythm nude and smeared like

our wild silhouettes and black & white sex…

Polaroid of a Day In Progress

2 March 2002
Vol. 2, No. 1
poetry

It's Sunday

A cold coffee growl in a kitchen

A girl brushing the color poison on the heart

               of the prisoner she paints

The Farm Sang for a Minute

2 March 2002
Vol. 2, No. 1
poetry

Remember dad mad as a snake about

growing corn broken storm windows

and the farmhand who put wildflowers

and mirrors all through the barn

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