Here, should sad rehearsed
Rhonda need to cause
Some shook, dirty moment;
In it’s feeble place
See your spine pulling
Nothing in, but to
Only cry. Look on,
What we used with
Arnold were plays on
1987. Never much down on
Blowing, go like he comes.
--Pietro Scorsone
Nora Almeida: Integral #1 Integral #2 Integral #3
Richard Pearse: A Woman Cloud Young and Angry at the Moon
Olga Pester: the roof of merger refrigerator memo
Joe Robitaille: Oleo Strut Oligarchy Strychnine The Rest of Lamps
William Sanders: Easter Poem [another poem by W. Sanders (& another)]
Sarah Sarai: hAve You Been Married, the Sister asK
Pietro Scorsone: After Tomorrow Random 1-4
