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On That Short City Walk.

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by John Grey.

out walking,
plagued by two fears
that the next one who passes me
will jag my eyes out
with long sharp claws
or that a life-size doll
made of white steel
will leap out of the beauty shop

the tension is so atom-splitting
I hold together by
imagining I’m pushing
a body wagon from the plague
that I’m daring suicides
to dive from windows
plop onto the top
of my hill of corpses
while the sickening stench
gazes up at my dull pupils
and the whole of the leprous world
is clutching tight to me
elbow to jostling elbow
sweat to sweat vomit to vomit

out walking
I shudder –
anyone could do anything

the only relief
is if I’m the one doing it

Moon.

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by Chris Farago. Moon, I painted you twenty times last week, Praising your inconstancy with my brush and my oils. You are not like that liar Sun, Who wears the same face daily, Hiding behind her heat. Your silent aria inhabits me with a touch, Moon, That melody opening my veins, Showing my eyes how […]

Kitchen Truths.

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by Marie Davis and Margaret Hultz. “Mom said she never gave birth to me, that I came right out of the middle of a lime. She was busy making sliced turkey smothered in brown mole for the Sunday dinner — fifteen aunts, uncles, cousins – my grandparents were alive then – you know. Anyway, Mom […]

For Those That Have No Existence.

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by Ronnie Pontiac and Tamra Lucid. In 1312 A.D. Vestilius Corinthius wrote his list of forbidden words. Lists of forbidden words have existed since the beginning of human society but they have mostly been limited to treason, slander, and profanity. Vestilius examined the Latin lexicon for what he called Semina Periculo, in English “dangerous seeds.” […]

A Perfect Stump.

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by Brendan Hamilton. A collage of text fragments from The Medical and Surgical History of the War of the Rebellion (1861-65) I. A conoidal ball entered. II. A peculiar ‘leaden’ feeling had been observed. Complains of difficulty of speaking. Portions of bones received without history. A fatality of 45.9 percent. Meagre details are reported. III. […]

A Technicolor Stumble into Spring.

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“Coloring” turned up some wild contributions this issue, and I bet it will surprise exactly no one that most of them were poetry. When you consider poetry is feeling and colors are…well, yeah. Anyway, we have contributions from two of our favorite EAP contributors, Chris Farago with #267 (we love counting with him), and C.S. […]

I’ve Discovered Gold.

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by David D. Horowitz The golden mean is a rainbow, and, oh, how it glows! The rainbow’s colors complement one another, and they include the brightest colors, not simply “neutral” colors like gray, tan, and beige. And rainbow colors, representing diverse customs and values, suggest goodness and happiness can coexist and in many varieties of […]

A Glass of Cabernet.

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by Darren Payne. If you go down to the Windwhistle of a Friday evening, you’ll see him there, always at the same table to the right of the fireplace, with his back to the big picture of King George V that hangs on the wall. He’s always alone. You might find once in a while […]

#267.

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by Chris Farago. Fall exists as a fantasy in the notebooks of lovers who don’t know better. It’s red and brown and crunching all over in those pages, with no regard to the stem death taking place daily in their midst. All that lovely dying will be undone by the spring, righteous in its ineptitude, […]

I to Eye.

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by Marissa Bell Toffoli.   Tell ‘em.   You can command attention or commend it.   You can commandeer a verb for destruction of syntax, sin tax, scene tacks.   Put another red pin in the landscape. Retrace our steps? Replace our slips? Less easy than it sounds.   Stilted. Fractured. Staccato. Ways to talk […]