Tag: Poetry

“The Taxidermist”: Poetry from The Future by Jonas I. Tijerino

This city of ours, whose land reaches across its two lakes like the arm of a drowning Man, is burdened by the Taxidermist and his tourniquet.For a testament to the heart of our nation resides at the heart of our city, dividing it, and Likethe foxes and snakes decorating its offices, what the Taxidermist leaves…
Kodi Saylor: Three Poems from The Future

Subject: Requirements for Emulation To: Octopus GirlsFrom: Bureau of EconomicsDate: 6/2/16, 10/25/16Subject: Requirements for Emulation We, guardians of—it has come to be civilization—yellow xylophone played on moonless nights—music is extraneous; the luxury of sound can no longer be preserved and in the new world we—you are building, dear girls, you are unnecessary—remember to wipe the…
John B. Oldenborg: Three Poems for Bad Survivalist

Eco-TerroristAfter the Great Miami-Dade Snail Invasion of 1966 I.When there are no more breadcrumbsflocks of the elderly and seagulls dissipatescents from their cottage chimneys (yes the seagullstoo have chimneys) Scentsof windowsill piesand chamomileThere are many contractsThis is one of themSince grandma gets depressedwhen the seagulls don’t visitAnd the seagulls attackmy grandma She forgets who she…
Two Haunted Passages Poems by Pete Miller

Assessment: Disinterment Or if notdisinterred exactly,shaken loose by cravingsnot quite killed with the rest of you? All that coldgravel of the gravesiteyour brother paid for with a bottle anda justkeep the shovelshoved asidelike so much promised afterlife as you rose one dizzy momentthen dropped again to crawl? Did all your cousins’ carscooling in your father’s…
Joe Rupprecht: “dear nebula,” a poem for Bad Survivalist

1. swarms milk the sky’s geometry our imaginary cocoonsembrace dead pupassocketed with smallpearlescent eyes the dark spits a gnatfrom my whole floating panorama asmoths flapinterludes ofloving you the way they hurt meis on my mind all the time I was in their hands for playing witha show of forceenough to wantto leave myself and say…
Three Poems by Lisandra Perez

How to Be Happy Consider this: buy a straw hat (maybe two), toss a bag over your shoulder,and walk west where dusk settles on mountains that become line drawings.Move to Montana where sweat beams multiply as hands massage tomatoseeds into the dirt. Gently push the hair from your face. Consider a ponytail and walk west…
“Lessons Unlearned”: A Bad Survivalist Poem by Colby McAdams

It’s true, in order to stay relevantI try to learn one new skill every yearNaturally, I must forget one too. My memory, lacking resonance, picked-over and ebbing. I was a reader one spring, and a writer the next,Then suddenly I (blissfully) wasn’t either. I’m telling you, for years, ducking in and out of traffic,struggling towardsa…
Six Flavor Town USA Poems by Eddie Kim

Untitled(With Final Line from Roethke) An elegant and corpulent diner in Costco sweatsis dancing at this buffet—the way chopsticks can place piecesof amaebi in a mouth while pinching offtheir tails … The choir of heads keeps watch from a separate plate.The docking is smooth, decisive. Like a figure skater in practicehitting all the jumps. A…
Two Haunted Passages Poems by Adam Strauss

Stylus Harbinger of what’s to come and what’s coming pure shitty.Peerless ditty at the end of JuneWhen the swans are all out biting, when the sessions on PlatonicThought break out in hives we could have dusted.No-one ever trustedThe gramophone because it had a ticFor only playing the truth, and the truth like carapaces strewnAcross a…