Poetry

SMELLING YOUR SHIT by Michael Mark

April 4, 2014

It’s important to smell your own shit. And remember you put it in there in another form. Take a look – it’s not unpleasant. Who says it’s ugly? Is it the color, the shape, where it’s been, who it’s been with? Legitimate questions to answer. Not just ponder. And take a deep suck of...
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ANGEL AND CHERRY-BOMB MARK-UP MT. VERNON, OHIO by Annie H.

February 7, 2013

Inside was a tank of algae crying for fish, and a black leather couch that looked like it belonged in a lawyer’s office. I sat down and thought about all the people who had probably had sex on it.
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GETTING WET by Annie H.

November 26, 2012

Once the water weighs my hair down, it’s pulling: my neck relaxes back as though it’s melting . Sometimes it feels like a cousin braiding my hair, other times it feels like light S&M (I like my hair pulled).
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THE TRUE STORY OF A BOY NAMED JAMES by Misty Rowan

July 23, 2012

The predatory look on your face that first night said it all.
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CHRONOLOGY by Lisa Marie Bowman

March 18, 2012
CHRONOLOGY by Lisa Marie Bowman

1 Alan was my first, the one who claimed the prize He was older and oh so forbidden His car was small and oh so claustrophobic Happy Birthday 2 Johnny’s the one I taunted for so many years But whenever we went out, it just bored me to tears I asked him about bondage and...
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REQUIEM FOR A MISSED TRAIN by Joe Yoga

June 13, 2011
REQUIEM FOR A MISSED TRAIN  by Joe Yoga

Only I scream “fuck” and consider throwing my coffee cup.
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PLEASE PARDON OUR APPEARANCE WHILE REMODELING

February 23, 2011
PLEASE PARDON OUR APPEARANCE WHILE REMODELING

okay the building that I work at is a tough scene for me
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A Man Passes by the Coffee Shop with a Small Dog

October 21, 2010

Poetry by Becca Sanders

Men used to be embarrassed to walk dogs like those,
little yippers you can tuck into a purse,
but there's a guy who looks okay with it, I guess.
I can't imagine my dad putting up with it.

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The Significance of Us

June 11, 2010

by Donatienne Voneche Whether this significance of being here behind This jigsaw shouts at me do not follow Whether the illusory of our weave Might make us to float without shadows I shall be the cord of your harp The sound won’t be as hollow as the binding of our previous sorrow The touch won’t...
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