Blue October Smurf hand catching leaves as if snowflakes pitted asphalt ready for winter -Janie Braverman
Heavy Metal Leaf Winds thrash. There’s a hardcore dance, a breakdown of a slam song, fractured parts, elements of rust, steel strength guitars, electrified casting from a playing limb. Ironclad parts fall onto earth’s drumming, singing.
–Lucia Kiersch Haase
Spring Valley, IL
A DEAD DIE A die should never be alone. We’re revered in a pair. We thrive on the gambler’s toss Their hopes and their despair. But deserted in a gutter? So naked… so bare…
directions careless arrows stretch sinking in the pavement offering something like BEST 8 PEOPLE not even close to any bar worth drinking
a leg a severed leg melting in parking spot five. a veteran’s cartoon plastic. his loss felt casually from under a car bench. some crackerjacks and aged french fries. velcro shoes drumming softly overhead. the story turning for home. -Unmissed
Confetti 1) Drifting streams of delicate paper 2) The softening noise and applause 3) A moment held in suspended color 4) Our laughs tangling at our feet
full sun FULL SUN demanded pointed sky high yellow holding us hostage a cheap warning of my failure
A Note on Letters In short, your letters are all over the place. The words are divorced, the ink wouldn't commit, and I don't feel much punctuation. Take pictures, Bob.
Mickey He makes the rounds for lucky smiles every part of him an icon a happy thought endlessly revived bandaging the stings of childhood
the fruit net Limes held hostage a snip, a tumbling the math of a knife the chiming of glass cocktails now served.