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9 December 2005
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, best new poets 2006
I have stood beside you, saying this, as you reach into the cupboard for another stack of dry noodles. You eat them with the dead still on, with the sticky deadness still on…
15 October 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry
A likeness or delineation. Or. The application of Light to the purpose of Representation. Rather. The smallest reduction of the largest pyramid. And. The largest enlargement of the smallest microbe. An underwater waterlog of the sawfish in swim. For.
5 March 2005
Vol. 5, No. 1
poetry
"Would you still love me if I were frozen?" my brother asks from beneath his covers.
"I would still love you even if you were an electric dog," I murmur from across the room; the room I hate to describe.
2 March 2002
Vol. 2, No. 1
poetry
This hammock is strung for one, and it's so humid outside that we stink. If I concentrate, maybe I can weigh us down, till the netting is barely grazing the acorns below us. When we touch the ground I will orgasm. I'm preparing for it now, facing down while you sleep turned towards the sky, my breath moving your collar.
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