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If I take the host this whole church will burn to the ground they said. Once I repeated this as mine (a lie). And then, later that year, I took it and nothing happened. You feel nothing you say. You feel like nothing.
Alexis Pope, from A Healthy Relationship, published in Ghost Proposal
leave it for the morning green glass I too enjoy a plot twist
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from “though the child we were was holding” by Alexis Pope
To the Body
Muscle silk: there was a horse in the field. A beauty named what I wanted to be. To run in a grass, to step with gold shoe. I can’t stop screaming. They are nailed to my feets. He said put this wig on, so I put the wig on. He said lick this asshole, so I stuck out my tongue. My globe spun until he landed his index finger. I was the country he chose. He could never be a horse. This is where I tell you how he broke me & now I’m always looking to get fixed. It doesn’t matter who sits on me. It pains just the same.
To the Body
Muscle silk: there was a horse in the field. A beauty named what I wanted to be. To run in a grass, to step with gold shoe. I can’t stop screaming. They are nailed to my feets. He said put this wig on, so I put the wig on. He said lick this asshole, so I stuck out my tongue. My globe spun until he landed his index finger. I was the country he chose. He could never be a horse. This is where I tell you how he broke me & now I’m always looking to get fixed. It doesn’t matter who sits on me. It pains just the same.
The Destroyer
from I AM HEAVY W/ FEELING
I haven’t been drinking enough water this week what does brave mean in today’s economy who can afford to read a book in this bistro I mean the afternoon goes on too short it’s dark and darker getting darker a story about Elliot Smith putting 40 dollars into the juke box of every bar or was it someone M knew paying 40 to play him all night does it matter if all I can hear is Angeles or Between the Bars heads or breasts colliding a story of rape on a public bathroom sink I’m sorry I didn’t mean to get this heavy it’s only 9:45am and there’s more but in this violet hour I bite down until the blood clogs
Alexis Pope & Joshua Young
Jamie Mortara Gives Us Answers
Jamie Mortara Gives Us Answers
Here’s how Issue One contributor Jamie Mortara answered our Questionnaire. How do you take your coffee? > i’m actually addicted to chai with soy it’s a serious problem Tell us a little about the experience of making the work you have featured in REALITY BEACH. Tell us about the poems you’ve been writing. > all three of these pieces came out of the super huge 2 1/2 month road-trip / book tour that…
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New issue of Prelude w/ some TWCA <3
Happy to have three poems in the new issue of Prelude with so many awesome poets, some of which I’m lucky to know as people.
FROM THAT WHICH COMES AFTER
If the mourning never ends
There’s a clot to dig
Through the ground til my body
Changes are made people grow
Out of these sweaters another
Reason for the fire coated
In a light dust from
Behind the oven where I lose
Touch your feelings as I thought
It’s not right anymore and this
Is another sad love poem
The place I go you couldn’t
Follow me to the reading
Features I thought you’d find
Intrigue or emotional depth
Locate you could never
Build a sandcastle without
Getting in my eyes now
Can’t blink it’s almost
Time or how much we’ve
Develop incurable illness
Keep hold my ears until
The pain subsides wonder
What you feel like if cut
Open you might discover
Really had so much to give
Landscapes roll out behind
Me I’m the reason pretty sure
We had as much a chance
Anyone boards the aircraft
Not everything is predictable
Sometimes we can’t get off
Ritual Training: A Grocery List
Sunning my back accidentally Ends in a cancer with no name In case of water landing I stop listening knowing Better knowing what ends Is ending is impossible, impenetrable The shouting of earth to gold crane A perfect balance out of our control Before the fall water always building
Or destroying feel that Under the cheekbones sometimes Weddings make me forget What love is I remodel My french braid Reapply a study group To these bags My eyes are vivid Examples of why sleep Is important step out Of the car and it’s sunset Nature you’ve never seen The sky like this never The scent of rust & earth Is mine out of me and I know I’m part of the problem Listening to the radio Has an expiration date I can’t remember the last time I ran in a field even writing That feels stale her face Rolling back in silent Pans out walking distance From the movie theatre Sticky fingers attempts to lick clean My dog gave birth to puppies Her litter two dead in their sacks An inky splinter moving Closer to bone this healing Take them away she’ll keep Licking she’ll forget about the living Second degree burn Filled/weighted with sand I wonder how we manage On the trip back
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