Untitled Tanka – by Robert Witmer

Each spring I wait The blossoms come And go one after another Like the years You are away

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California Is A Fucking Home Wrecker – by Emily Watterson

We are naked Together When we are fully clothed Save exposed toes And twenty feeble fingers Tracing spine And greeting our corresponding prints with Familiar and distinct satisfaction No sound But the plead and pull of gravitating hips and lips Inconveniently cracked And revived by your invigorating stem of hand There are no words But […]

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Visiting L.A. – by Richard King Perkins II

I’m fond of the ones who leave never having said a word— the ones who speak the silent language fluently at the edge of the slippage between home and homelessness. We struggle to escape the burning continent. The city remains stoic— the oldest appeals condensed on the shores of La Brea. I think I can […]

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Worth Your Attention? – by Mark Danowsky

Music trumps information according to the author of Bug Music We will re-listen, he says when we will not re-read Music came first, after all and does not even require an instrument But so much music is noise just as words can be clutter and certain plants are weeds

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Barking Trees – by Josh Brown

The trees talk to me “Hey, fucker,” They whisper What the hell? I don’t know what to tell them Maybe fuck off But no I don’t want those trees to die I love them No matter how rude They bark at me.

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