Wednesday, September 21, 2022

Rachel Barns - I'm all about reciting the alphabet like big bird

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Wednesday, September 14, 2022

Brennan Burnside - Basement: the first week of December

 December 1 

1982 Office Depot stainless-steel pair of left-handed 

scissors, 8” ground blades, dark brown droplets along edge 

of each blade, 1 cm ring of rust around pivot screw, both 

bows wrapped in duct tape. 


December 2 

Three 2” tall molded glass Mason jars in northwest 

corner of room placed vertically along wall, brass-colored 

lid on each jar, jars farthest from northwest corner 

contain mulberry-colored substance, jar directly against 

corner absent hermetic rubber seal contain mulberry 

substance in bottom half and dark green substance in 

top half, all jars labeled “summer 2008”. 


December 3 

1’X3’X2’ corrugated box in southeast corner, 

box flaps open, broken pre-printed ULINE 

masking tape from middle of left side to 

left flap and right to middle of right flap of 

box, tape has repeated design of red hexagon 

with word “STOP” in white Arial font in center 

of hexagon followed by red Arial font ”IF SEAL 


ACCEPTING”, water damage along bottom of 

box reaching up 0.5” on each side of box, box 

empty except for 384 granules of silver glitter. 



December 4 

Lilac, blue and purple polyvinyl chloride tinsel, 

each 17”X1”, tinsel curled into small cone of 

three levels against plaster wall 5’ south of 

center of basement, each tinsel level a different color 

with purple on bottom, blue in middle, lilac on top, 

0.10” of bright red tinsel fluff resting in lilac tinsel. 


December 5 

Porcelain white Crane cast iron sink on floor, no faucet, 

no knobs, three holes with abrasion on sink top, 1’ 

backsplash with 7” hairline fracture beginning at sink top, 

bowl of sink 6”X42”, 1/2 cm width ring of rust around 

keyhole-shaped center hole on sink top, olive green cladosporium 

growing from empty hole in center of bowl, no drain. 



December 6 

12” brass rod with black rubber tips on 

each end in center of room laying on 

side point both north-north east and 

south-south west, two .02” deep dents 

in center of rod, dents .02” apart, scuff 

marks on left rubber tip. 



December 7 

Circle of sixteen E26 incandescent 120-volt 

quartz light bulbs, shards of two smashed E27 

incandescent 230-volt light bulbs and bright 

red tinsel fluff in center. 

Wednesday, September 7, 2022

Andrew Macdonald - Of Khlebnikov I & III


It is that sound commands logic blocked,

inverts conundrums 

their stalemates opining—

mere surfaces a placed dream conducts

to ornament that hungry want 

of newness language does.

But with these scores,

their dictions of no purpose, 

are hand-outs of bills soft contesting

the crack in the conscious 

mind combats of

when it’s found the 

energy wielding best of conditions.

Now it is hate purports what 

harm we’ve done them

our forced machinations assenting

the grammared will

of poetry alone

its power made dulcet.



Silence connotes held-in fears,

unuttered notations

rinsing the back of the mind

wet with intending.

Its sounds convulse

if put to paper,

form parcel teased of

as when what 

should not be spoken

gets graphemed on palettes

of numbered worlds

our thoughts pertain them.

And then what builds

is denuded of whispers

(those careful breaths contriving)

to grow a talking flesh

its fast from life renounced on

this scaffold of higher truths

sense of force brings with.

Wednesday, August 31, 2022

Bill Jeffreys - Hollow Green

Hollow Green
Hollow Green
Hollow Green
Hollow Green
Hollow Green
The abutments
The gravedigger


Have Sinus Eater Stump
Macintosh Train
The belch
Of about
Of about
Have Sinus Eater Stump
Have Sinus Eater Stump
Macintosh Train
The belch
Hollow Green
Of about
Of about
Macintosh Train
The gravedigger

Macintosh Train
The belch
Of about
Of about
Of abutments
The gravedigger

Hollow Green
Hollow Green
Hollow Green
Hollow Green
The belch
Of about
Of about
Of about
Off Of about

The belch Of about

And Without 
The gravedigger

The Grease Leaks

Of about
Of about


Monday, June 27, 2022

John Grey - Two Pieces


In the sky,

the aerial attack 

of you with him –


something shiny on the 

avenue —

you see he could not be 


by his glance,

called woman

can you emerge completely unharmed? 

lie back 

shadows are swaying

dust is on the rise

the air will tear your heart out

don’t you feel it beginning? 

glance hissing 

something other than

happy ever after –

gripping a piece of paper,

staring deep into it –

just a poem

and I’m no longer married to it –

I’m disappearing –

I’ve been taken in –

by a tunnel,

by a lake,

by poison,

by the professor of astronomy

who raises his eyebrows

in the direction of the stars –

yet there’s a presence in me

that pulling together

all sides –

I remember 

rubble and hissing

and this great urge to remain.



always a little on fire 

and my loins to answer to

always seeing another's eyes, nose, mouth –

   anything that can spill,

but never the backbones of real life,

arranged in shapes and years,

enough to have me buzzing,

thumping like a bumpy train ride –

and then there’s love –

body parts

by the most languorous indirect route –

forget about it!

once again,

the chatter of nearby flesh

is a church under construction,

crackling thighs and dresses

that could split anywhere,

creatures of imperfect camouflage,

I’m as moist

as a dandelion in April –

(crowds of people,

dry and vapid,

shifting chairs)

and then there’s the face 

in the darkest thunderhead,

the double agent,

the glance taking leave of its liquid,

with gargoyles in suits

swapping fingers –

I’m trying to get out from under my history,

gleaming through whichever door opens,

hiding my layers of ghosts,

looking for words to defend the stain on my pants,

holding myself for the moment

but eager to let go

disguising the past,

building up a reservoir of suggestions,

milling in a world of shapes

and expressions,

hoping something forgotten

will suddenly remember me,

each drop of alcohol

leading me by the shaky hand,

looking for the one who knows no better,

somewhere in this room,

a storm in a vacuum,

plucking at my pockets,

smoothing my knuckles like they’re brass,

wishing I was Jesus

or whoever else is worshiped in these parts –

fellow workers look on

as all I need is just one lapse in concentration,

only the one,

a meet-cute fulfilling a day-dream,

masking my roots,

egged on by phantoms in the beer,

Don Juan legends,

raising myself like a statue

then severing myself from the block –

ah, look at her,

skin the color of  someone on a copper coin,

hope I don’t spill on myself

as I spin her hair like webs,

steal her moments from all other men –

this is my country,

and it’s taking the orders I give it –

two lives I lead,

the shy and the confident,

the first innate,

the second alien

with no planet to go home to.

Monday, June 20, 2022

David Jalajel - 5 Poems

 1. emissions/


smoggily soft and of the perfect weight

hangs over inexhaustible locales

our night’s itiner’y insists we leave

5+stars to its too shimmering

city scenes’ dazzled bustle to achieve

multi-scale guitar attacks 8-string

tunes of cute cartoonish quiddity

defines the clock we’re propping up to play

whimsic’ly the measures of machine

painted cogs that turn against each swing

the pendulum of industry veers back

banging the bell of seasonal foul air


as the thick quilts of smog enwrap themselves

around our city lights this workday night





nothing beats that freshly minted street

style goes viral syncopated rhythms

tap against our lax capacity

to shift our lazy asses right on down

to their more stable equilibrium

cycle clicks over like their metronome

synchronised budget covers random stress

ticks every box we stack against the tempo 

marking quirks of on-the-job performance

sketches our down time costs them vital stats

update their work assessments setting out

to market hard and push that single use


our potent mix of pop-inflected charm

gets all your post-paid hearts to beat as one




3. enthy-meme/


facts & good reasons never good enough

to learn the root conceptual binary

people connect with seeming too sincere

fair-minded knowledge swapping out the logic

speaks for its audience accounts for moral

patronage entails intuitive

rather than discursive radical

commitment to decolonising gender

signified commands & warnings more

than praise & promises of future pay

your sincere faith with certainty the moment

it lands you down in disbelief i fear


the biases of our good spectators

to whom i pose once more a change of heart



4. convictions/


how disquietude must stem in part

from what quaint nature lends degraded value

read into late religious heresies

studied against the spectrum of our travels

down wetlands sampling acid mine effluent

diffusing through to their indigenous

inclusive ancient polytheisms

the old semitic food truck’s menu’s barely

legible icons flash from the touch tablets

swallowed to cure with aromatic salts

precipitate as waste whose caustic sheen

bestows on nature its bright fervent lustre


extruding slowly from the 3D printer

a model of impaired immune response



5. dialled-up/


over excessive higher frequency

shock value added stimulus provoking

disclosures of declassified first-person

perspective limits viable preventive

measures successive failures to enhance

responses from repeated assignations

link tantalising journeys round the world’s

spiritual successors morally

bankrupt high street fatalities

result from faulty test equipment newly

deployed with eager haste but lacking training

videos replay incessantly


entice a fatal dearth of inhibition

commingling deep repulsion with delight