A high-speed car chase & a half- on-purpose boob graze: sometimes my heart feels like both, only the vehicle in question is an ice cream truck & the half-graze is more of a full-on punch & both sound like “POP
Knot Hinge
M. Pfaff is a doctoral candidate in Comparative Literature at the University of Michigan, where he is currently finishing a dissertation that explores “postmodernist classicism” in American experimental writing, tentatively titled “Strange New Canons: Classical Reception at the Margins in
Silk Flowers, Trussed
Strapless, you slip into the suicide seat. We swipe bicyclists and barn doors barreling detours. The highway knows which way to turn. Forked road, forks, and a flask for a picnic. I read to you from a cereal box. Here’s
Asperges
Do you see? If you don’t force it, it will come, rising as tender shoots of asparagus rose from their crown of roots in spring, each stiff shaft bearing a purpled tip. Mornings, Papa would clip them from their haze
Enfant
Warm and soft. I’m inside the warm and soft. Mother’s hand is moving over me in smooth after smooth. It’s a round feeling. It’s a yawn of falling inside. Mother’s hand has a rhythm like rocking. I don’t know what
Elliot Smith
The amber-brewed afternoon Plays across the table We’re living in the golden age of coffee The golden October morning When he moved through I was fat and decorated On the porch later with our dumb bottles raised But at least
Antonyms for Reticence
Having breathed the invisible glass having forfeited my gas mask, last chance before the sea levels everything in its way—killing it with contrast To cough up an excuse, a vow, a word for how eyes are still the vulnerable vowels
Ark Codex е±0
Ark Codex е±0 is a book published by Calamari Press. ARK CODEX е±0 speaks for itself–a self-organizing & self-contained archeological archive of language for the sake of language, an artifact collaged of image & text mined from unspecified or unknown
The Pushing
The epidemic that started because of The Pusher, the one who pushes. It was a night. It was a nighttime-like dream. Imagine you are a cow standing in a field of grass, and you are sleeping. In your sleep you
Don’t Shoot the Messenger
Anne Elizabeth Moore is the author of Unmarketable: Brandalism, Copyfighting, Mocketing, and the Erosion of Integrity (The New Press, 2007), and Hey Kidz, Buy This Book: A Radical Primer on Corporate and Governmental Propaganda and Artistic Activism for Short People