Monday, January 31, 2011

Victoria Williams: 0088


Why I can’t leave,
(Even though you’ve asked me to)
It’s because you’re still standing,
Silent and Empty,
Like my coffin,
Waiting for me to lie down.
(This is me loving you.)

Friday, January 28, 2011

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Reader Digest

First look at Reader Digest, the forthcoming e-chapbook from Tearoom Books.

Photo: Victoria Williams

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Max Moodley: 0042

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Victoria Williams: 0087


Here are my bullets – take one if you want.

I hold my gun like a piper,
And play it like a flute,
I think I’m a sociopath,
Or else a bit of a nut.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Free Ebook: Bog Docks

Gary Cummiskey's poetry collection Bog Docks, published by Dye Hard Press in 2005 and now out of print, is available as a free ebook.

Bog Docks consisits of 28 surreal poems that explore, and challenge, the schizophrenic and often brutal nature of contemporary society. It is a poetry that is not afraid to take risks as it journeys across the hazardous frontiers of the known.


Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Max Moodley: 0041

Scared Samoosas

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Victoria Williams: 0086

My essays are all dry, brittle things. They break down into powder and are blown away like dust.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

She'll Fit In

She wants to impress his parents and that involves leaving him behind.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Max Moodley: 0040

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Victoria Williams: 0085

Surely at 25 I should be getting STDs and not arthritis.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Bebop by Gary Cummiskey

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Snipes by Joan McNerney

God loves atheists best...
they never ask for anything.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Max Moodley: 0039

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Victoria Williams: 0084

Just listened to a recording of Maggie’s Farm live at Newport 1965 (through headphones) and startled innocent bystanders when my hair stood on end. Amazing, amazing. I imagine it’s a little like being electrocuted.