by Rauan Klassnik (written while watching Nancy Grace and her live coverage on CNN just before and after the Murder One verdict came down). I am not talking here about Jodi Arias’ obvious penchant for blood (or the way blood was splashed all over that bathroom and hallway as she butchered her on-again and off-again…
Read More[ Eye and Rat (2) ] The shovel’s rising and falling. And everyone’s screaming: bodies gorgeous, leathery and hauled out like turtles, punctual as beaches. And (Hallelujah!) you appear like an outbreak of bones hatched in the nightmare night. The light’s hard as a long twisting beak. And it burns away at our eyes. We…
Read More[ Eye and Rat (2) ] The shovel’s rising and falling. And everyone’s screaming: bodies gorgeous, leathery and hauled out like turtles, punctual as beaches. And (Hallelujah!) you appear like an outbreak of bones hatched in the nightmare night. The light’s hard as a long twisting beak. And it burns away at our eyes. We…
Read MoreI am writing a book with Rauan Klassnik. It’s 22 stories about Taylor Swift. It’s called Foxconn Suicide. However, for every mention of tea, he adds a reference to coffee. For every meal of fish and chips, a character has to order a hot dog. I’m beginning to doubt that Rauan’s even British. It’s a-time to put him to the test.
Read MoreAs far as your questions goes, I’m going to have to defer the question the same way I defer my loans: indefinitely.
Read MoreThere are eight different common types of coffee and eight different types of poems.
Read MorePoems by Russell Bennetts, Daniel Bosch, Andrea Cohen, Tom Daley, Katie Degentesh, Leontia Flynn, Benjamin Friedlander, Drew Gardner, Nada Gordon, Kirsten Kaschock, Rauan Klassnik, Daisy Lafarge, DW Lichtenberg, Sharon Mesmer, Teresa K. Miller, K. Silem Mohammad, Jess Mynes, Lance Newman, R.M. O’Brien, Eirikur Örn Norŏdahl, Joseph Spece, Ken Taylor and Laura A. Warman. Version 1.0…
Read MoreOur new sister publication, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, is now open for submissions.
Read MoreA red duck is no joke. Neither is ringworm, which my Sheridan got from an auld cat while he was exploring an alley in London for artistic purposes. Speaking of Sheridan, my lovely boy’s now residing in Birmingham: you should see his new series of watercolours entitled Lord of The Rings. They do seem a little risqué to me —various interactive positions with gymnastics rings — but he assures me this sort of thing is quite common in the Art World these days.
Read MoreWells was onto something. The Victorians had already been thinking about the mathematical qualities of extra dimensions, but with the discoveries of Einstein.
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