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In place of
any answer I can only say this: Those years jutting out from inside of
my body are the sum of a moment that was never followed through.
david mclendon
I had rather
do nothing than be watched doing something.
And so I sit and move barely only my right hand.
liz waldner
you live long
enough you see it happen several times
the momentum starts at some point
nico vassilakis
But
still, this geometry of the city as seen from above looks more like
dirtied lace than traffic jams and searches for the perfect parking
space.
branda c. maholtz
count eyes
the pins of down banks / to dance the delay of the horizon
andrew lundvall
although he
remembered nothing strenuous in the night and his chronically-aching
right leg ached chronically, his left leg ached sharply.
greg mulcahy
to that
select list of creators whose work can be the new row ordering is
derived from the primary hearings may reap many valuable rewards
terry temescu
The hooks,
the legs in your pants, / angels and us, we are not angels and are glad.
hugh steinberg
Gaunt
verticals in a turn-of-the-century cushion
jennifer pilch
Each with
its foreigners in white caps
jennifer pilch
One
plus one equals. / The petals falling off the flowers but the birds.
emma ramey
As I dressed, you
took out your menthols. I bummed one even though I hate the flavor.
nicholas alexander hayes
it
polishes a light deeply
andrew lundvall
I was
invited to paint an anger / on velvet using two expressions
ian randall wilson
possibility
proven body
andrew lundvall
There is no place
set for 'still'
liz waldner
the
cauternization of what the who / in treble with rakes a horse
steve timm
Certain waxlike
/ because vocabulary. A dinghy in circles.
steve timm
“insidiously
bittersweet” music is one reason.
jack foley
I’ve
rediscovered the celestial and the savage, paradise in which anguish is
desire...
jack foley
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THE FIVE TROPE DOUBLE
"all nine of them are air"
ISSUE
march 2005
Yes, this is it, finally. What took us so long? We blame George Bush, yes, that's it. He gave Joel, Gunnar, and Gary such a case of the runs, and Mike Neff such a case of rat scabies, that 5Trope was put on hold until we had all finished courting and marrying four wealthy Brazilian widow-sisters living in NYC (Frida, Evita, Malefica, and Justicia) just so we could get health insurance.
EEEEEEEYAAAAAA!
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if
repose is at hand / and surface eyes itself, /the living, all nine of
them, are air
ian randall wilson
He intoned
seriously, avuncular, “So, fella, are you going to make a career of
this?”
james wagner
The darkness
thought she meant something / different from indifference, you see.
liz waldner
Offshore sudden
equilibrium question; Sexually discounted phone; jungle drum.
miles clark
I was
pronounced dead at 30,000 feet. Weather report in Chicago--Radiant!
Sartre couldn't have been prouder.
linda bellamy
if only grey old
flower / shadows could get there, undroop, / then death (or slowly
dying) would pretty paint it- / self along shelfwalls
annmarie eldon
I woke and I
studied the alarm clock. It was three a.m. I stared up at the ceiling
and I listened. I heard the rustling of the branches. The moon was
shining in.
kim chinquee
I
do not get nearly enough sleep or enough exercise. I do not get enough
of the basic creature comforts. I do not get enough.
matt briggs
A larger
passage finding its way / To the upstairs pigment jewel / We stick our
noses in and o / How things change
nico vassilakis
The poet is a
liar.
jack spicer
That
lofty vision shaped by curves of snow and streaked with bending ski
runs, blue-white turning purple-pink at dusk.
jane unrue
At
this point, I’ll put forward a confused facial expression, and say
something like it must be an interesting experiment
james wagner
She was
telling me of a dream she had in the not-too-distant future where she
had raised a monstrous brood of children
mike topp
She
grabbed my hand impatiently and led me into the kitchen. A baby was
strapped into a high seat. It had a shocking amount of hair. It had the
hair of Frankie Valli.
matt marinovich
There are the
fallen and the brought down. / The wish for weightlessness, the want of
a home.
emma ramey
Meanwhile,
/ the wasp slides its slender head / into each cell its yellow legs /
like broomstraw embrace.
liz waldner
Our masks
/ are more beautiful than / the apple, the cinema, / the clouds, the
cold snow, / the clown's.
dennis barone
His
wife-- she'll be gray-haired but then she went that way in one horrible
afternoon, the very day...
b. belltower
He kissed her
because her eyes, expectant, were buoyed at uneven depths.
dave maass
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