{currently, at isacoustic*}
CURRENTLY:
AT isacoustic*
https://isacoustic.wordpress.com/
CONTRIBUTORS:
Jon Cone
and the heart-ache
that occupies the land is yours alone in hope. – {from} YOU ARE NOT LATE, IT IS ONLY THE PRELUDE THAT PLAYS
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Adam Hughes
Tonight the fugitive gods limp
away, – {from} Kemper Street Hymns
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Leanne Drapeau
the body broken,
poured out. – {from} love has all its teeth intact
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Agnieszka Mauch
I can’t
move my arms enough to create a
notion of the sea – {from} FURTHER DISRUPTIONS
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Amelia Kester
I will find
the soft people – {from} BLACKBERRIES
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Brian Dawson
…sway against forgotten statues
until all that is left is the sibilance of old secrets. – {from} Nine
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Ed Churchouse
…mute blue comma,
w/ tiny, turned off
fullstop eyes,
you force
me caesura early
in the walking
home from work. – {from} Dead Bird
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REVIEWS:
Many Full Hands Applauding Inelegantly – poems – Darren C Demaree
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