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The string theory works when they string you upFritz Hamilton
The string theory works when they string you up
because they don’t know what they’re doing
& leave you to swing in the pollution.
It’s not because you wash once a month that you stink so bad.
They should let you down into the cold cold grave
The string theory works when they string you up !
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Old Burt in the madhouse has hanged himself.Fritz Hamilton
Old Burt in the madhouse has hanged himself.
Burt is hanging in the stairwell where the last one did it.
Patients’ bones have been found buried in the yard.
Nobody will look into it because they’d rather cover it up.
Burt doesn’t care whether he or the guards hanged him.
he’ll make a stink - tee hee hee! - &
So what ...
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I hang from the track, & the train runs over my fingersFritz Hamilton
I hang from the track, & the train runs over my fingers.
Should I knuckle under to her affections
I won’t be railroaded into marriage.I’ll fly away into
They call me chicken liver, which beats chicken dead.
you give her the wedding wring.
holy grail, & if he
the madhouse & !
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Beautiful, l3-yr-old Cressida is dead.Fritz Hamilton
Beautiful, l3-yr-old Cressida is dead.
Already accepted by Yale, her father’s alma mater, an
Seduced by her lst boyfriend, a high school senior,
First noticed when she has no stamina on the field,
The older boys continue to date her & use her.
She drops out of school & watches TV all day.
She has every test/ she weakens & stays in the hospital. !
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DriftLiam Spencer
The blinds allow some light to
Birds announce impending consciousness
Their torture awaits
Maybe I have nothing
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two texansLiam Spencer
I had been in the city for just a few months, but had already discovered many great hangouts. It was the first time I had lived in a city, or had even visited one for that matter, so every day was thrilling to me. I had never seen such a culture of abundance and abandon. Incredibly attractive women were everywhere, and easy to approach. Beer and liquor were the steady diets of most inhabitants. Parties filled every block. Clubs were packed, bars were busy, and a simple walk down the street brought a contact high.
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PursuitNicholas Viglietta
Can this pursuit be seen by others?
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Janet Kuypers reads the Nicholas Viglietta September 2012 (v110) Down in the Dirt magazine poem Pursuit |
See YouTube video of Janet reading this poem straight from the September 2012 issue (v236) of cc&d magazine, live 9/12/12 at Gallery Cabaret’s the Café Gallery open mic in Chicago) |
MetaphorTravis Green
Metaphor is breathless until it crashes onto shore,
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Janet Kuypers reads the Travis Green September 2012 (v110) Down in the Dirt magazine poem Metaphor |
See YouTube video of Janet reading this poem straight from the September 2012 issue (v236) of cc&d magazine, live 9/12/12 at Gallery Cabaret’s the Café Gallery open mic in Chicago) |
Bridge-BurnerBrian Looney
You only cared when it was convenient, Bridge-burner, but you act you like gave a damn all along.
You only cared, Bridge-burner, when it was time to pay the check, when you looked in the mirror and saw a witch.
That’s just how your type is, Bridge-burner.
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I Know I Won’tBrian Looney
Someday, perhaps decades from now, I’ll burn through my fuel and collapse.
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ThinkingSteven Pelcman
All night long
Until clouds like creatures
Where a single boatman
Leaning against the window
The skies, darkness
And I think that nothing good
And that perhaps it is the last
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Steven Pelcman BioSteven Pelcman is a writer of poetry and short stories who has spent the past few years completing the novels titled RIVERBED and SPENDING TIME and books of poems titled, WHERE THE LEAVES DARKEN and LIKE WATER TO STONE. He has been published in a number of magazines including: The Windsor Review, Paris/Atlantic, The Innisfree Poetry Journal, Voxhumana magazine, Nomad’s Choir, Fourth River magazine, Salzburg Poetry Review, River Oak Review, www.enskyment.org and many others. He has been nominated for the 2011 Pushcart prize. Steven resides in Germany where he teaches in academia and as a business language trainer and consultant.
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Scratch...ScratchEric Burbridge
My head spun like a tornado, thanks to continuous shots of Tequila. A drunken whirlwind of popcorn, beer nuts and chicken wings swirled in putrid stomach acid waiting to touch down on the stained musty carpet. I couldn’t drink anyway, but I chose, due to drowsiness, to stop at this Bate’s Motel clone. Molly said, “Don’t drink on business trips.” But, short skirts with shapely legs in cowboy boots, a flirtatious wink outside the next door bar, and now look at you Marty Avers. I grabbed the lumpy mattress and held on. Round and round and...
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The Talking BarracudaEric Burbridge
DISCRETION APPLIED • PRIVILEGE PRESERVED. Harris placed the plaque back in position. “Only our illustrious executive Davis could think of a riddle like that,” shook his head and looked around the office. “Look at this set-up. The walls are red and everything else has got red in it. Is she the devil or what? The furniture is arranged in front of the window so everybody on the workroom floor sees you, but all they see is the back of her chair. Remember, her words; she said she doesn’t have an open door policy? In other words, screw you.”
“Good.” Harris laid an envelope on her desk. Smith glanced at it and wiped his forehead.
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Lines BetweenChristie Lambert
The old man was not satisfied
Here, in the land of mountains,
And when the earthquake hit,
If this was true, the old man wanted to know.
His wife pleaded and they walked by well-spaced booths.
First in line and a ticket to the comedy club is his,
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I Can Do ThisKathryn Leetch
I feel like I’m traveling through scenes of bad movie when I realize that we have been on the same chalky, rocky, gravel road for the last hour. The scenery looks the same...plain, grass on the right, a tree or two every mile. The music we try to listen to is easily overpowered by the sound of rocks clinking and clanking the metal contraptions used to make an undercarriage on my 1997 Nissan Altima. What used to be a shiny black paintjob is now covered by the dust from this stupid gravel. I realized that they lived out in the middle of nowhere, but damn, they weren’t joking. My boyfriend, Chad, and I had come to the conclusion that we have seen maybe three houses on this entire thoroughfare. It’s spring break, and I can’t even listen to music.
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Between the Barbed Wire
Kenneth DiMaggio |
Between the Barbed Wire
Kenneth DiMaggio |
Courage Boys!Jeffrey Park
Courage boys! Courage under fire, courage
We’ll be needing to move again shortly, marching
And you’ve made it, lads, give a great big
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Jeffrey Park BioBaltimore native Jeffrey Park currently lives in Munich, Germany, where he works at a private secondary school and teaches business English to adults. His latest poems have appeared in Subliminal Interiors, Mobius, Danse Macabre, cc&d Magazine, Right Hand Pointing and elsewhere. Visit his website at http://www.scribbles-and-dribbles.com/.
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MuseLoukia M. Janavaras
What is it like
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Loukia M. Janavaras BioLoukia M. Janavaras is from Minneapolis, MN and currently resides in Athens, Greece. Her poem White was published in J.D. Vine publications The Creative Writer in 2008 and in 2010 she received an Honourable Mention in the Writer’s Digest 79th Annual Writing Competition for The Neighbour in the Memoirs/Personal Essay category.
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Bob Rashkow reads the Loukia M Janavaras September 2012 (v110) Down in the Dirt magazine poem Muse |
See YouTube video of Bob reading this poem straight from the September 2012 issue (v236) of cc&d magazine, live 9/12/12 at Gallery Cabaret’s the Café Gallery open mic in Chicago) |
GarbageDenny E. Marshall
Two men on a truck, making their rounds 1st Published “Pablo Lennis” Aug. 1999
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Photographic MemoriesDenny E. Marshall
The mind camera flashes
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Liquid ComfortJohn Ragusa
Things had been bad for Bubba Dapner lately. He’d received a ticket for speeding, was audited by the IRS, and was demoted at his job, all in the space of one week. He felt like the worst kind of loser. His whole world was spinning out of control, and there was nothing he could do about it. He was full of distress.
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The VacationJohn Ragusa
Percy Heller was married to a shrew. Margaret griped night and day about everything under the sun. She never let Percy have any relaxation. The poor man was a nervous wreck; he prayed that he could get some relief from his wife’s nagging.
The next morning, Percy saw an advertisement in the newspaper. A travel agency was offering a discount on a rocket trip to a distant planet. Percy figured that this would make the perfect vacation for Margaret. She’d enjoy going into outer space.
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TomLarry Schug
A great blue heron
You would think
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Tom’s ApartmentLarry Schug
How can he enjoy the symphony,
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TilesAlessandra Siraco
Sometimes when Jessica is sleeping, Kyle thinks of ways that he could kill her. It would be easy, with a pillow or with the knife she insists on keeping in the nightstand in case of intruders. She’s scared that they’ll come so close to her that she’ll need something powerful, like a knife, instead of just her cell phone to call 911. She watched the E! special about unsolved murder mysteries last Sunday and knows that everybody is not what they seem. She watched the show lying on her stomach with her nose stuffed in the musty, pilly brown pillows that line their couch, and she lifted her eyes just high enough above the fabric to see a middle-aged overweight actor re-creating the murder, going into a house of the woman he was about to kill.
Sometimes when they’re lying in bed and Kyle is thinking of ways that it would be so easy to kill her, Jessica plops over onto her back and sighs, rubbing her eyes in her sleep a little bit, and Kyle knows that he’ll never actually kill her. Wishing and doing are two separate things entirely.
When Kyle thinks those things about smothering Jessica with the pillow or cutting her with her own knife, he feels terrible, because he knows that he’d never do it, yet for some reason, he wonders what it would be like to watch her die. He wonders if it would feel like he was dying, too, because that’s what it always seems like in the movies.
The ski path gets more crowded as Kyle tries to think of ways that he can make it up to her, because he does love her, so much that it hurts. Kyle hates skiing. He hates the coldness on his face and how the snow gets everywhere, inside ski boots and hats. Jessica told him once that if he brought more gear, like she did, he’d be warmer and then maybe he’d like it more.
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A History of ViolinsFrank Traverse
“Pardon me. I just wanted to tell you that you have a beautiful face.”
By the time he had his first girlfriend who might “go all the way,” his father was dead. He was a junior in college and he’d ride the subways from The Bronx to Brooklyn to see her. The fraternity brother who had given him her number said she had spread for the high school basketball team in the catacombs of the lockers, and indeed she would play with him under their blanket in Prospect Park, and he could take off her bra and fondle her, but she stopped at intercourse and he would not force her.
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sitting on the right-hand side of yourselfNathan Hahs
we all are intoxicated
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Lines BetweenChristie Lambert
The old man was not satisfied
Here, in the land of mountains,
And when the earthquake hit,
If this was true, the old man wanted to know.
His wife pleaded and they walked by well-spaced booths.
First in line and a ticket to the comedy club is his,
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God and FireworksJim Carson
God is real
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An Unsolved Murder, 61 C.E.Bill Wolak
Lucius Pedanius Secundus,
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Janet Kuypers reads the Bill Wolak September 2012 (v110) Down in the Dirt magazine poem Steingerdr’s Ankles |
See YouTube video of Janet reading this poem straight from the September 2012 issue (v236) of cc&d magazine, live 9/12/12 at Gallery Cabaret’s the Café Gallery open mic in Chicago) |
Steingerdr’s AnklesBill Wolak
According to the Norse sagas,
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A Las EscondidasKevin Moore
“Uno”
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BurningAnnabelle Dura
It burns. I like it. I can feel it spread through my body with each pump of the heart. I know it’s wrong, but the sinfulness feels good. I like it. It numbs the outside world. All of the pain and sorrow. Every rejected feeling. Every bit of sadness. It slips away, leaving me in darkness. It feels good.
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debris christWilliam Wright Harris
the exposed roots of
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Janet Kuypers reads the William Wright Harris September 2012 (v110) Down in the Dirt magazine poem Man With Knife |
See YouTube video of Janet reading this poem straight from the September 2012 issue (v236) of cc&d magazine, live 9/12/12 at Gallery Cabaret’s the Café Gallery open mic in Chicago) |
man with knifeWilliam Wright Harrisnaked
pointed down
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Beautiful ThievesBenjamin Christensen
The twin yellow lines may have well been dashes on a treasure map. To them, the road was an endless maze of escape routes, always somewhere to run. Rounding a corner, the car and its occupants began a steep ascent. Dustin’s hands guided the steering wheel as Tasha put her bare feet on the dashboard. Her bright pink toenails had been painted from the largest bottle she had been able to conceal in the low-cut line of her dress. Dustin smirked. He put a hand on her bare thigh, Tasha’s smooth, bronze skin felt like heaven to his fingers. With swiftness, he slid his hand downwards, pushing her black sundress with it.
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Coming Out
Rex Bromfield |
the PlaygroundJanet Kuypers(1990)
I walk to the playground. I have to climb through a tiny winding path to get to it. There are branches in the path scratching my legs. They annoy me.
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FishJanet Kuypers1994
It’s a pretty miraculous thing, I suppose, making the transition from being a fish to being a human being. The first thing I should do is go about explaining how I made the transition, the second thing, attempting to explain why. It has been so long since I made the decision to change and since I have actually assumed the role of a human that it may be hard to explain.
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Park BenchJanet Kuypers(1991) I saw you sit at the park bench. Every day you would go to that one bench, reading the paper, feeding the pigeons, minding your own business. Every day I would watch you. I knew how you adjusted your glasses. I knew how you crossed your legs. I had to come out of hiding. I had to know you. I had to have a name for your face. So before you came to the park bench I sat down and pulled out a newspaper. I looked up when I heard your footsteps. I knew they were your footsteps. You walked to another bench. No-- you couldn’t sit there. That’s not how the story goes. You have to sit here. The next day I waited for you before I made my move. You walked back to your bench. I strolled up to the other side, trying to act aloof. I sat down, only three feet away from you. I pulled out my day-old paper. My eyes burned through the pages. I felt your breath streaming down my body. I heard your eyelids open and close. Your heat radiated toward me. I casually looked away from my paper. You were gone.
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the Wrath of Valentine’s DayJanet Kuypers(Spring 1997)
Valentine’s Day is here again, and like most unattached women in the United States, I’m filled with a vague sense of panic, fear and dread. What was meant to be a holiday to express your love for the one you care about has now become (a) a contest between coworkers for who can get the best flower arrangement delivered to their office, (b) a month-long guilt session from one half of an unhappy couple to the other, using the holiday as an excuse to vent their anger for being in a loveless relationship, (c) one more occasion for single men to skirt the constant badgering for a commitment (they already have birthdays and Christmas to contend with, this holiday makes winter pure Hell), or (d) a day-long seminar on depression where women sit at home alone, over-eating, watching must-see-TV, wondering if they will ever find someone to love and honor and cherish them and save them from the horrible fate of becoming the dreaded “old maid.”
The Battle of the Sexes
The Definition of Love: Altruism Versus Respect
Images of Romance in an Unromantic World
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phone calls from brian tolle
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Janet Kuypers Bio
Janet Kuypers has a Communications degree in News/Editorial Journalism (starting in computer science engineering studies) from the UIUC. She had the equivalent of a minor in photography and specialized in creative writing. A portrait photographer for years in the early 1990s, she was also an acquaintance rape workshop facilitator, and she started her publishing career as an editor of two literary magazines. Later she was an art director, webmaster and photographer for a few magazines for a publishing company in Chicago, and this Journalism major was even the final featured poetry performer of 15 poets with a 10 minute feature at the 2006 Society of Professional Journalism Expo’s Chicago Poetry Showcase. This certified minister was even the officiant of a wedding in 2006. |
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