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27 October 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme
They all climbed up on a high board fence—
Nine little Goblins, with green-glass eyes—
Nine little Goblins that had no sense,
And couldn't tell coppers from cold mince pies;
And they all climbed up on the fence, and sat—
And I asked them what they were staring at.
2 November 2006
Vol. 6, No. 3
poetry, sonnet, love poem, rhyme
Mr. Fix-It, you're no passkey Schneider,
eager to put your key in my Julie.
Oh, but say the word, my big star lucky —
I'll curtsey like a love-hungry spider.
11 August 2006
Vol. 6, No. 2
poetry
…a third-grader with cornrows in her hair
and skin the color of walnut, asks me:
"Is it true that men always want
to know what women are thinking?"
12 December 2005
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, classic, rhyme
Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
19 November 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme
Let us drink and be merry, dance, joke, and rejoice,
With claret and sherry, theorbo and voice!
31 August 2005
Vol. 5, No. 2
poetry, classic, rhyme
You needn't be trying to comfort me,
I tell you my Dolly is dead!
There's no use in saying she isn't
With a crack like that in her head.
9 May 2005
Vol. 5, No. 1
poetry
Mother lying on the couch coughing fire,
the death of applause. Father puddled on the floor,
paycheck spent on modeling glue. Sisters, brothers.
Burn the couch, the television…
2 December 2004
Vol. 4, No. 4
poetry
…this morning I was
surprised
to see
my wife
looked like
Peter Sellers.
2 September 2004
Vol. 4, No. 3
poetry, prose poem
in a pale yellow Tupperware bowl on the way into Boston…
2 September 2004
Vol. 4, No. 3
poetry
since regaining all my faith
in aerosols,
sweet whipped cream for instance.
2 September 2003
Vol. 3, No. 3
poetry, prose poem
Man walks into a bar with his dog and says to the bartender, "You wanna buy this dog? He recites poetry."
2 December 2002
Vol. 2, No. 4
poetry
said the sign
in the parking lot
Or Frogs
2 December 2002
Vol. 2, No. 4
poetry
After a bath
my very clean ass
2 September 2002
Vol. 2, No. 3
poetry
Hey, Richard,
the rug
got dirty…
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