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January 10, 2018 / barton smock

returning

is it written or is it said that the word tells you its language?

I built my house around a crying baby.

–

Q: sister spotlight has a brother

A: whose blood is a stop sign

January 10, 2018 / barton smock

{isacoustic*, volume first, January 2018}

ISACOUSTIC*, January 2018, volume first

is available now, here:

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includes the serious undertakings of:

Jon Cone
Adam Hughes
Leanne Drapeau
Agnieszka Mauch
Amelia Kester
Brian Dawson
Ed Churchouse
Jill Chan
Arvind Joshi
Gayle McCreery
Robert Okaji
Kelli Allen
Daniel Paul Marshall
Charlotte Hamrick
Nicholas Christian
Tim Miller

/

https://isacoustic.wordpress.com/

January 10, 2018 / barton smock

{person Tim Miller at isacoustic*}

Tim Miller has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~

person Tim Miller, three poems

January 9, 2018 / barton smock

holy spirit

it knows, the lesser
pig, not to eat
its own
blindness

and I quote

not father
but father’s
language

two ways
to lose
an eye

January 9, 2018 / barton smock

{person Nicholas Christian at isacoustic*}

Nicholas Christian has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~

person Nicholas Christian, three poems

January 9, 2018 / barton smock

motel variance

fuck am I to do
boy

with a resurrected
moth

–

her decoy’s
clock
distracted
by time, she swims

to have
no ghost

–

on tv
the carpenter
dies
we adjust
his tinfoil
hat

–

cleaning
is in
the blood

let them think

January 9, 2018 / barton smock

{person Charlotte Hamrick at isacoustic*}

Charlotte Hamrick has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~

person Charlotte Hamrick, three poems

January 9, 2018 / barton smock

{person Daniel Paul Marshall at isacoustic*}

Daniel Paul Marshall has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~

person Daniel Paul Marshall, three poems

January 8, 2018 / barton smock

returning

death in its dream home
had a psalmic
memory
to rival
odd-numbered

women. hell was empty

and we wrote

what words
believed

January 8, 2018 / barton smock

returning

I exist / too / often

(it’s okay)

his father
had a beekeeper’s
wave

the recurring dream of my blood

is loss. dear ma,

your book
how to appear
edible
to a thoughtless
creature…

I don’t know. birth is whose

burned
hand