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Archive for 2010
My Blue Period
In Blocked on 10 March, 2010The Slush Machine
In Fiction on 24 February, 2010Depending on their imaginative powers, a snowfall can remind people of moulting angel-wings, of perishing mayflies or of a defective TV screen. When the Assistant Submissions Editor of Conglomerated Publishing, Inc. emerged from the subway that day into a swirl of snowflakes, he tried to be reminded of nothing at all—snow is snow is snow—but couldn’t help thinking, as usual, of millions of manuscript pages being shredded on high.
If Shakespeare Were Alive Today
In Fiction on 16 February, 20103.15.06
Dear Editor,
Attached is my poetry submission for your consideration: Venus and Adonis. I am a new writer and thought your site the perfect match for this poem. Thank you for your time in reading this.
Beware the Ides of March,
William Shakespeare
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Fragments
In Poetry on 9 February, 2010These words were forgotten and found and cut up
On strips and sheets and folds
Of paper lining
Lanes and avenues and streets.
When I had finished stitching, I read: Read the rest of this entry »
Lessons from a week of handwriting
In Process on 3 February, 2010Scribble scratch a swiggle sways and loo
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This Piece of Writing
In Process on 26 January, 2010I fell in love with this piece of writing about fifteen minutes ago when I decided to start writing it. Rather, I fell in love with the idea of writing it, since it didn’t exist yet. But now that I have started writing it, I am officially in love with this piece of writing. Read the rest of this entry »
Three poems
In Poetry on 18 January, 2010iLove Letters
when you
play with the pearl
of my earlobe
on the tip
of your tongue
it’s like a ninja move
you render me helpless
as if i’ve forgotten
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The Poet (a fable)
In Fiction on 12 January, 2010A man sits down and writes a poem. It is not a great poem, he knows, but still, he has written it, and so it makes him feel proud. Everywhere he goes, he recites it in his head.
Then one day the man has a great idea.
These are my pictures
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