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Careful What You Wish For by Mike Barlow
THE SEX CARD. While in prison, I got me a tarot deck. The first fumblings, the familiarizationwith the cards, took place all on my lonesome. Sanctum sanctorum. In the quiet sanctuary of thecell. Only, one of the fellas got hip to my divinatory lucubration. Trav – O. He says, “My lady’sinto tarot, and reading palms,…
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Poems by Ivan Salinas
Mystery of evils After El Gran Silencio “Lo que el viento a juarez” YAnalog Pussy “Molecular” I.My instinct blooms CHLOROPHYLL SUMMER. The portal to my dreams (((RECOILS))).Voices & flies infest the altar. Greasy dinner—Tachycardia––SUNDAY SCARIES––thru theskeleton of the city, 100MPH Fibula Noth, past the rocky ligaments of the valley. My knee picksup speed; realigns the…
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CONEJO “KILLZONE” FEAT. N8NOFACE
Rapper, fugitive, spiritualist and prolific artist with over 100 albums under his belt—Jose “Conejo” Martin has just dropped his newest collaboration with N8NOFACE, entitled, “KILLZONE.” The message, direct. Execution, simple. No punches held, demons out, angels checking ID’s. The hardest are always the softest. Dichotomy is part of what makes an artist shine. Conejo is…
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poem by Alexandra Martinez
“A History of Universal Mythologies” Are you able to answer the following questions honestly:Are you able to smile when running into an acquaintance on the street?Can you see their love for you in the way they speak to you?It makes it enough — momentarily —to remember that the desert doesn’t need yet another ghostthat La…
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A THIRST FOR WHISKEY by Eze Chisom
I think sometimes of the first night, Of whiskey-laced breaths, And how we found each other In the belly of that reggae Nightclub: a room made lust, elegant Throats and reaching hands, thrusting Thighs and quivering Buttocks. Loose silver strung around Your waist, a choker drinking My neck, the highpoint of your face Shining blue-black…
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eulogies by Venus Fultz
Eulogy #1 Now don’t you go hunting Sweet boy. There’s a goddess Cruel with love for you, Willing to gather your blood Into flowers for her grief Should you become prey To the boar you seek. Eulogy #2 Now was there ever a Love so sweet. Bend close To the water and croon Into the…
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Love’s Ordeal by Howie Good
The doctor who examined you compared the heart to a house with four doors. In your case,one of the doors is stuck, and there are dead plants on the windowsill. My first thought whenyou told me wasn’t for you but myself. I thought of how lost I would be if something were tohappen to you,…
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poems by Caroline Morris
A Sunrise in the Winter Who rises to watch a sunrise in the winter? As the cold air nips and yawn-induced tears sting, Who bites back? I don’t speak of the farmer who must wake before dawn, Or a weary traveler on her way home from a redeye flight. I’m calling to those who break…
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pyromania by Ava O’Malley
One wine soaked twilight scented by woodsmoke and lighter fluid, an ember floated up from the fire and kissed my bare thigh.Ten things that came to mind: “I need a place to put him” I said,And she returned with a little wooden book, The top perforated into a pattern– Little breathing holes for something dead. An ember floated from the fire, And…
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poems by Katie Doherty
In dreams in dreams you hugged the dirt,you passed through and you passed on.In dreams you wore the blue coat andin dreams we said goodbye. Altars Harvest the earth to bring to one’s altar,with its peeling stars, wax tears andtraces of the old devil etched into oak.The mundane fades as the liminal space widens and…
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