Gloom Cupboard

Jacob Johanson Fine China there is nothing so delicate as the upward angle of your chin cupped in another man’s hands.

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Nigel Adams Pornography and Propaganda There is no real poetry any more – just pornography and propaganda. But this moment, this fractured second, that your eyes wander over …and wonder whether… to read further or whether this is just more rubbish to reject or recycle…

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Aaron J. Marko Kingdom of Ash; New Jersey Beatnik scum, face of ass, feduciarian. I’m with you in Rockland. I’m with you in diatribes. I’m with you in one room apartments with ashtrays overflowing, and rats and rats and rats and roaches. some paper took us there through all your fictions and cock. admired by [...]

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Chris Deal a fiction She’s a fiction, humming my soul’s frequency while her fingers trace dead language over my skin, an illusion to be worshiped, a god to be honored, a figure to hide from, a curse the vengeance of which you seek out, the destruction she reeks you bask in, she’s a fiction and [...]

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Ray Succre One Morning Thursday I raised from blankets untypically horny and tired. I walked into my clothes and the coffee swallowed me. She was eating an apple for breakfast, feeding the baby simultaneous. She held the apple atop her head— “Want a bite?” I thought about William Tell, Burroughs, stories. “You know they make [...]

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