ERIC CHAET (originally posted at 100 Peculiarly Useful So-Called Poems) Green leaves & yellow flowers pave my way thru the Milky Way. Green leaves & yellow flowers pave my way. Grey
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DONALD O’DONOVAN (excerpt from the novel Orgasmo, posted with permission from the author) “As I was walking among the fires of hell…” A hot Santa Ana wind blowing in from the
DOUG DRAIME Someone remarked that he looked a lot like Hugh Hefner. But to me he looked a lot like Bank of America with a white sheet over his head
ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles One of my favorite things to do these days is make a strong cup of coffee and read John Bennett’s The Birth of Road Rage. I’ll never
JOHN BENNETT (originally distributed through Bennett’s email list) Three people showed up at my door last night with a tuba
JOHN BENNETT (originally distributed through John Bennett’s email list) He made some contingency plans, in case he died slowly, in
BRADLEY MASON HAMLIN Listening to Duke Ellington makes me realize I should forgive my woman everything all the time because
ERIC CHAET I must respect ferocity else it might dismantle me— but I don’t have to admire it— I oppose
JOHN BENNETT There’s nothing to be gained from memories. Nothing to be gained from making plans. Nothing to be gained
JOHN BENNETT (originally posted to Bennett’s Shard email list; re-posted with permission) Fall came, but the leaves didn’t change color or fall from the trees, and soon out-of-work yard boys and gardeners
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