(Photo by Ann Wright, Plymouth, IN)
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IN THIS ISSUE:
Ian Chung (Leamington Spa, England)
Temple Cone (Annapolis, MD)
Sam Franklin (Terre Haute, IN)
Michael Morris (Royse City, Texas)
Mark Skrzypczak (Jersey City, NJ)
John Tustin (Flushing, NY)
Henry Visotski (Brooklyn, NY)
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Editor’s Note:
Missing the wedding,
we blasted the car speakers:
“No Woman, No Cry.”
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Mark Skrzypczak
Your entire life
Is the creative process
Open your damn eyes
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John Tustin
Cooking up something
To fill and satisfy me
The recipe – you
Waiting for the words
My ideas like carrion
The buzzards circle dolefully
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Ian Chung
his belly flattens
ridges carved out for someone
other than yourself
napkin in his car
sticky with her red lipstick
and his betrayal
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Sam Franklin
Judas
Iscariot kissed
a man for money--he was
a prostitute, yeah?
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Temple Cone
Dualist, monist,
we’re all alike under these clothes--
lean, tired, scared shitless.
You mastered walking
as an infant and forgot
each step thereafter.
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Henry Visotski
The Death of the (Other) American Dream
Faded cowboy boots
ancient Chevy, never used
covered, rusty gray
want to trust the myth
old weird America is
a gas tank away
road trip in the sun
will the waitress call me “hon”
out where cowboys ride?
so far all I see
is Starbucks and Applebee's
flanking either side
no Nelson or Cash
radio plays same old trash
Gaga, Nickelback
someone swiped away
the myth, the sweet old cliché
somewhere we lost track
inner city bound
nothing gained, we turned around
home with empty hands
mission was a bust
ancient Chevy gathers dust
think I’ll let it stand.
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June 2011 AWESOME SAUCE: Michael Morris
A white seagull floats
above the turbulent waves
of the parking lot.
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School's out for summer;
haiku school has just begun
in each sprig of grass!
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