Sometimes I feel
I’m existing
in a time that doesn’t
want me
**
For example, look at the very last "security question" on this list:
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Never Play Poker Against a Goat Press
Secret #6:
Sometimes I feel
I’m existing
in a time that doesn’t
want me
**
For example, look at the very last "security question" on this list:
Sometimes I feel
I’m existing
in a time that doesn’t
want me
**
For example, look at the very last "security question" on this list:
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Another M*therf*cking Myth? Press
How are you?
This week has had at least 15 days in it, hasn't it? It feels that long.
Last night I heated up left overs & M thanked me for cooking dinner. Aw man. I have to step it up. I gotz some fresh asparagus, yo.
I just finished reading the Iliad. Spoiler alert: the war never ends!
If some one gave me an Orangina right now, spiked with vodka, I would not turn it down.
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Photos from AWP:
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Remember how I said I was going to persuade you to come visit? So far the lovely & talented Elisabeth Grindcore is coming soon, & then my cousin Zoe will live here this summer. She kicks ass & saves lives.
So here is the next secret. I will keep revealing as long as you buy a ticket & visit me.
Secret #2: I don't understand why people would buy frozen pancakes.
Secret #3: I love, love love orange soda.
Secret #4: I like the name Wolfgang Wren. For a girl. Watch out, babies.
Secret #5: I'm doing neck exercises to improve my posture. So far, no improvement, but it's only the second day. It's hard to do, because you have to look in the mirror & make weird faces, so then you can't really take yourself seriously for the rest of the day. Which is good, I guess.
Now that I have embarrassed myself, you should trust me, so trust my chapbook recommendation:
Buy this chapbook by Gena from Octopus Books, it will blend in so well with your collection of other awesome books
This week has had at least 15 days in it, hasn't it? It feels that long.
Last night I heated up left overs & M thanked me for cooking dinner. Aw man. I have to step it up. I gotz some fresh asparagus, yo.
I just finished reading the Iliad. Spoiler alert: the war never ends!
If some one gave me an Orangina right now, spiked with vodka, I would not turn it down.
***
Photos from AWP:
***
Remember how I said I was going to persuade you to come visit? So far the lovely & talented Elisabeth Grindcore is coming soon, & then my cousin Zoe will live here this summer. She kicks ass & saves lives.
So here is the next secret. I will keep revealing as long as you buy a ticket & visit me.
Secret #2: I don't understand why people would buy frozen pancakes.
Secret #3: I love, love love orange soda.
Secret #4: I like the name Wolfgang Wren. For a girl. Watch out, babies.
Secret #5: I'm doing neck exercises to improve my posture. So far, no improvement, but it's only the second day. It's hard to do, because you have to look in the mirror & make weird faces, so then you can't really take yourself seriously for the rest of the day. Which is good, I guess.
Now that I have embarrassed myself, you should trust me, so trust my chapbook recommendation:
Buy this chapbook by Gena from Octopus Books, it will blend in so well with your collection of other awesome books
Sunday, February 20, 2011
The Night Was Mad Press
It has been beautiful in Denver. You should come visit. Every day until you buy a ticket I will tell you a secret.
Secret #1: If I could wear my black, fingerless gloves all the time, I would.
Things are brewing.
1. Emily Kendal Frey's new book is out. It looks like this:
and you buy it here.
2.Justin Marks & Paige Taggart have chapbooks out from Poor Claudia.
DIGITAL MACRAME by Paige and ON HAPPIER LAWNS by Justin. I highly advice you order them:
http://www.poorclaudia.org/purchase/
2.5 Also, I have work in the new issue of Poor Claudia. Check out the new issue here:
http://www.poorclaudia.org/purchase/
3. Sommer Browning's book, Either Way I'm Celebrating, is officially out. If you didn't snag a copy at AWP, you should order one here, at Birds LLC:
Secret #1: If I could wear my black, fingerless gloves all the time, I would.
Things are brewing.
1. Emily Kendal Frey's new book is out. It looks like this:
and you buy it here.
2.Justin Marks & Paige Taggart have chapbooks out from Poor Claudia.
DIGITAL MACRAME by Paige and ON HAPPIER LAWNS by Justin. I highly advice you order them:
http://www.poorclaudia.org/purchase/
2.5 Also, I have work in the new issue of Poor Claudia. Check out the new issue here:
http://www.poorclaudia.org/purchase/
3. Sommer Browning's book, Either Way I'm Celebrating, is officially out. If you didn't snag a copy at AWP, you should order one here, at Birds LLC:
Friday, February 18, 2011
Blanket Monster Press
Richard Froude and Seth Landman are reading in NYC this Friday. You are so lucky! You need to go! Here are the concise details:
Friday Feb 18th, 8pm, SUPERMACHINE at Outpost, 1014 Fulton St, Brooklyn NY
Friday Feb 18th, 8pm, SUPERMACHINE at Outpost, 1014 Fulton St, Brooklyn NY
Monday, February 14, 2011
Valentine Press
Happy Valentine's Day! Are your cheeks two glowing hearts?
Some good things to pass on today:
New Issue of La Petite Zine
http://www.lapetitezine.org/
New Issue of alice blue is up:
http://www.alicebluereview.org/
P O E T R Y
jennifer stockdale
thomas patrick levy
ruth williams
dana guthrie martin
trey jordan harris
jenn marie nunes
daniela olszewska
nate slawson
russell jaffe
P R O S E
katie jean shinkle
sam martone
karin gottshall
michael k meyers
jenniey tallman
nate liederbach
reynard seifert
Some good things to pass on today:
New Issue of La Petite Zine
http://www.lapetitezine.org/
New Issue of alice blue is up:
http://www.alicebluereview.org/
P O E T R Y
jennifer stockdale
thomas patrick levy
ruth williams
dana guthrie martin
trey jordan harris
jenn marie nunes
daniela olszewska
nate slawson
russell jaffe
P R O S E
katie jean shinkle
sam martone
karin gottshall
michael k meyers
jenniey tallman
nate liederbach
reynard seifert
Sunday, February 6, 2011
RIP Press
Last Monday Bill Cassidy died. He was amazing & I miss him very much. I'm pasting below one of the poems he wrote that I love:
ME & MY GOODBYE FRIENDS & ME & TOOTALOU
& to the testy secretaries & to the bunch up dresses & humid swirl
chairs & hail to that scent perfume that reminds me of you & the women
coming out of discount stores that don’t remind me of you & the rage
& the used book pushers in dreadlocks & the caricatures the hula hoops
embarked flames & to elephants that cry real human tears & to running water
embarrassed of sounding shit & protesters with hell no posters & to war-
mongers & the pirates that look like hells angels & 1996 & jody reed &
bolstered nudist collectives & count the stars collectives & the awards i never
want & the mantels i’ll never afford & the hammock by the ignored swimming
pool & dead mans float to freckles in summertime & untrimmed pubic brush in
wintertime to 12 hour plane rides buses in the sky & feet falling asleep to subtle
strokes de ja vu this happened it did i need a mickey in my comedowns & walking
the debris & to the cops fondling in sleep & to watching you eat a banana & not
thinking of sex & to the tomato off the vine to box of moonlight & frenchy bookclubs
in circlesquare & to the law uck & uhl’s parakeets the birdie lightshows & jealousy
uck & meghan & all the urban poets that write about trees & all the woodsy poets
that write about trees & rock n’ roll albums croon about trees & bexy her tees &
to understanding things is overrated & sharing the toothbrush & tomorrow at work
you will die & jumping overboard & bypass drowning & sincere birch & to i’m quite
a person today & cad chauvinistic bruhaha plagiarism to infield basehits being the
laughingstock & dreams of one time rooms & the complexity of every room & cops
& garbage can fires & sheepdog & they’re all mad at me seesawing hearing chainsaws
in the city & indian food in the country & to what people do in that neighborhood &
to not being caught dead in that neighborhood & staying clothed in sex at beach 3 sheets
to the wind & dave huddled in new paltz reading henry james & messy arrangements &
leaking everyone & dance party in corner not dancing & rebelrebel & adolescent everyone’s
divorced parents cockfights in basements the temperature the lady due date & cousins
coloring watching you pull into driveways funerals bring back family to everyone has
killed themselves free transportation & nicotine sheer stampede & the steps at christie &
east houston finding the desk for 2$ & cowboy & DMT eyes fold hubba my insides are
wallpaper they’re no walls & showoffy & look what i can do lift spackle toss & vague ways
& vacant ways & minnie on her perch & her gretting & retreating & big pete up for anything
to 2 years to philosophies in wheeling carts the rose tarp on janey’s head & shit janey where
did you go placing a gun to your façade turning dung where there’s no air & bye janey see
you soon janey & there i was all crossed & thinking greedily about what i would eat & the
enigmatic compartment jason hides in in berlin missing covers & kids playing hitman
shoot you dead & spending & fainting the left over meat cribbage the rubbing down
wiping posh out of posh & my mother my mother the baby’s spitbubble the treehouse
i called home & no overdose & percocet circus adam yernie looking at the overhearing
sky talking weatherman & trizzle in his leather vest hiding who knows what under floorboards
& apologizing for eating chicken & dolly parton pinball & iv’s ontop iv’s & the royal flushing
the conveyer silk & cigarette catches the hawk i saw in woodstock the car crash the ambulance
the daybed & the stressful intermissions to it coming when not looking to never not looking to
down boy down boy the battle the normalcy of addicted & hovering & the quilt i cover skull the
avenue of day breaking failed noose & the prey & inactive holler to going on & digging the shovel
going on & it’s ok it’s alright the engine puttering the me the me the me the me redhanded.
ME & MY GOODBYE FRIENDS & ME & TOOTALOU
& to the testy secretaries & to the bunch up dresses & humid swirl
chairs & hail to that scent perfume that reminds me of you & the women
coming out of discount stores that don’t remind me of you & the rage
& the used book pushers in dreadlocks & the caricatures the hula hoops
embarked flames & to elephants that cry real human tears & to running water
embarrassed of sounding shit & protesters with hell no posters & to war-
mongers & the pirates that look like hells angels & 1996 & jody reed &
bolstered nudist collectives & count the stars collectives & the awards i never
want & the mantels i’ll never afford & the hammock by the ignored swimming
pool & dead mans float to freckles in summertime & untrimmed pubic brush in
wintertime to 12 hour plane rides buses in the sky & feet falling asleep to subtle
strokes de ja vu this happened it did i need a mickey in my comedowns & walking
the debris & to the cops fondling in sleep & to watching you eat a banana & not
thinking of sex & to the tomato off the vine to box of moonlight & frenchy bookclubs
in circlesquare & to the law uck & uhl’s parakeets the birdie lightshows & jealousy
uck & meghan & all the urban poets that write about trees & all the woodsy poets
that write about trees & rock n’ roll albums croon about trees & bexy her tees &
to understanding things is overrated & sharing the toothbrush & tomorrow at work
you will die & jumping overboard & bypass drowning & sincere birch & to i’m quite
a person today & cad chauvinistic bruhaha plagiarism to infield basehits being the
laughingstock & dreams of one time rooms & the complexity of every room & cops
& garbage can fires & sheepdog & they’re all mad at me seesawing hearing chainsaws
in the city & indian food in the country & to what people do in that neighborhood &
to not being caught dead in that neighborhood & staying clothed in sex at beach 3 sheets
to the wind & dave huddled in new paltz reading henry james & messy arrangements &
leaking everyone & dance party in corner not dancing & rebelrebel & adolescent everyone’s
divorced parents cockfights in basements the temperature the lady due date & cousins
coloring watching you pull into driveways funerals bring back family to everyone has
killed themselves free transportation & nicotine sheer stampede & the steps at christie &
east houston finding the desk for 2$ & cowboy & DMT eyes fold hubba my insides are
wallpaper they’re no walls & showoffy & look what i can do lift spackle toss & vague ways
& vacant ways & minnie on her perch & her gretting & retreating & big pete up for anything
to 2 years to philosophies in wheeling carts the rose tarp on janey’s head & shit janey where
did you go placing a gun to your façade turning dung where there’s no air & bye janey see
you soon janey & there i was all crossed & thinking greedily about what i would eat & the
enigmatic compartment jason hides in in berlin missing covers & kids playing hitman
shoot you dead & spending & fainting the left over meat cribbage the rubbing down
wiping posh out of posh & my mother my mother the baby’s spitbubble the treehouse
i called home & no overdose & percocet circus adam yernie looking at the overhearing
sky talking weatherman & trizzle in his leather vest hiding who knows what under floorboards
& apologizing for eating chicken & dolly parton pinball & iv’s ontop iv’s & the royal flushing
the conveyer silk & cigarette catches the hawk i saw in woodstock the car crash the ambulance
the daybed & the stressful intermissions to it coming when not looking to never not looking to
down boy down boy the battle the normalcy of addicted & hovering & the quilt i cover skull the
avenue of day breaking failed noose & the prey & inactive holler to going on & digging the shovel
going on & it’s ok it’s alright the engine puttering the me the me the me the me redhanded.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Fix the Fern Back Press
So I have to ask.
Are you going to AWP?
I will be stationed at the Denver Quarterly table. And if I'm not there, I'm probably at the Octopus/Saltgrass table in the Table X area. I will feed you whiskey & hugs. Okay?
I am also reading for 6x6 this Thursday night and I hope you can come. I'm going to read you something so awesome your future children will have an extra brain where their spleen should be.
Time: Thursday, February 3 · 7:30pm - 10:30pm
Location The Black Squirrel, upstairs lounge
2427 18th Street NW
Washington, DC
JOURNALS READING:
Versal, Trickhouse, Lumberyard, 6x6 and 1913.
We've put together an amazing and incredibly wide-ranging line-up of readers. Please come join us!
READERS:
Lee Ann Brown
Katie Byrum
Julia Cohen
James Copeland
Brandon Downing
Lucy Ives
Joanna Klink
Matthew Lippman
Sawako Nakayasu
Elizabeth Frankie Rollins
The Black Squirrel's in walking distance of the conference, in Adams Morgan between La Fourchette and the Amsterdam Falafelshop.
http://www.blacksquirreldc.com/
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Oh, here are some photos, we have had some awesome visitors in Denver recently!:
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