hang words let everything unnecessary die James Croal Jackson‘s poetry has appeared in The Bitter Oleander, Rust + […]
Category Archive: experimental
The present did not have time to lose. It drove the days as a sun, four horses harnessed. […]
the brain is a hybrid machine. / a parallel circuit splayed across clumped dendrite branches, paper, billboard, touch-sensitive […]
(I). Compression beyond the drum-insides of this body, beyond that spiralling-spirit-force-of-shape, there is somewhere in the out […]
TO GET A HIT AND NOT GET HIT It dawned that I relocated only to thieve unsuspected and […]
deposition you told me you were worried you’d die alone / meaning continue-reading-opens-in-pdf Patrick Kindig is a dual MFA/PhD […]
in the ear there is a special sense for the names of women a direct line to the […]
1. Old mariner, foam on his beard. Grizzled sun in eggwhite of sky. Eyes glazed against. A faint […]
Soupy countryside on the verge of dislocation, lean all my thoughts in a container out the toilet window. […]
The man on the Charles Bridge tells me he wants to die. He says this while I pass […]
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