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Tuesday, February 1, 2011

High Coup Journal - February 2011 Issue

(Photo by Ann Wright, Plymouth, IN)

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IN THIS ISSUE:

Sara Bickley (West Carrollton, OH)

Salvatore Buttaci (Princeton, WV)

Rosemary Foster (Bloomington, IN)

Antoine Hayes (Baltimore, MD)

Amanda Hillenburg (Sherbrooke, QC, Canada)

Megan Milligan (Las Vegas, NV)

Matt Tuckey (Manchester, England)


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Editor's Note:

Love is in the air.
That's right, airborne-- shit got real.
Call the CDC.


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Matt Tuckey

Silent Treatment

What is she thinking?
Her silence speaking volumes
How have I fucked up?


Serengeti

Hyenas scrounging,
Like ruthless, gathering flies
On rotting gazelle


All I Am

I am just a man
With a disability
I’m not a genius


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Salvatore Buttaci

married but at war,
once a year they declare a
valentine's day truce
    
 you promised me love
would mend my heart, but I was
treated and released



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Rosemary Foster

Dearest professor--
I hope that's chalk on your crotch.
You're super creepy.



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Sara Bickley

Psalm thirty-nine, verse
eleven (or thirty-eight,
twelve) — two translations:


God is a clothes moth,
ravenous for wool; our lambs
are resacrificed.


God is a spider,
sucking back our gossamer,
spinning in reverse.



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Amanda Hillenburg

Single white preacher
Loves long walks by the fountain
Sluts need not apply


Show me your glory
And by that I mean titties
Care for my number?




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Antoine Hayes

Flawless*

I lack nothing, but
The ability to know
What I am lacking.


*from Hayes's 100+1 Haiku
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Megan Milligan

Freddie Mercury Haiku

Freddie Mercury
Overbite larger than life
Like his vocal chords.



Roadkill Haiku

Little dots of fur 
The side of the road littered 
With bunny pancakes



A Cold Haiku

Cold November wind 
Caresses my body like 
A rough lover 
  
Whispering tender 
Terms of endearment in 
My frostbitten ears.




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February 2011 AWESOME SAUCE: Matt Tuckey


The Gale

Hard wind bends the tree
Old man stoops, grips walking stick, 
Standing, defiant.


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Though we love you all,
we would love you even more
if you would put out.

highcoupjournal {at} gmail.com


Saturday, January 1, 2011

High Coup Journal - January 2011 Issue

(Photo by Ann Wright, Plymouth, IN)


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IN THIS ISSUE:

Rosemary Foster (Bloomington, IN)

Edward Jones (Stevens Point, WI)

Julie Kelsey (Germantown, MD)

Hal O'Leary (Wheeling, WV)

Mitzi Sicking (Midland, TX)

Dariel Suarez (Miami, FL)

John Tustin (Flushing, NY)


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Editor's Note:

To weight loss and to
for once in our silly lives
making new mistakes.


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Mitzi Sicking

You failed your paper?
I cannot imagine why.
Oh deer, there, their, they're.


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Hal O’Leary

THE FAILURE.

 Let no man guess that
'neath this smiling face there lies
a forsaken man

LOVE 

 Truest love, a scarf
thrown loosely about the neck
but never stifling


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Rosemary Foster

Write Haikus in math
Wonder why I got a C
No correlation…

Uh, linear algebra
Can I have some numbers please?
No! I changed my mind

My dearest Vista
Please go die now stupid whore
Facedesking for real

Asshole family
Hey! Merry fucking Christmas
Go fall off a cliff


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John Tustin

I smoked the rose down
Until it became brittle
Until it was brown

Angels in my heart
Devils inhabit my soul
One guess who wins me

Naked in the snow
Numb and breathing hard and fast
It hurts like life does

You, like a painting.
I come up close. What colors!
What composition!


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Dariel Suarez

I would rather have
the salmon’s courage than a
Taoist belief.


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Julie Kelsey

this makeshift sofa
so soft and comfortable
my fat snoring dog

finally, coffee
my mug – now cold – upended
the toddler’s cry


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Edward Jones

family photo
hangs perfectly straight, upright
right until I leave

in my rage, I toss
things indiscriminately -
yes, willy-nilly


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January 2011 AWESOME SAUCE: Dariel Suarez


Under the shade of
this tree, man will never find
enlightenment, just figs.



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A resolution:
write a haiku every day
and send them to us!

highcoupjournal {at} gmail.com






Tuesday, November 23, 2010

2010 Pushcart Prize Nominees

We are pleased to present our 2010 Pushcart Prize nominees:


Cal Clugston
Rosemary Foster
Amy Harris
Kim Keith
Vinnie Kinsella
Richard Stevenson

Congratulations to you all, and we're rooting for you!!

Friday, October 1, 2010

High Coup Journal - October 2010 Issue

(Photo by Ann Wright, Plymouth, IN)

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IN THIS ISSUE:

Rosemary Foster (Bloomington, IN)

Michael Frissore (Oro Valley, AZ)

Amy Harris (West Lafayette, AZ)

Amanda Hillenburg (Sherbrooke, QC, Canada)

Kevin James (Terre Haute, IN)

Ethan Mandelkern (Mt. Shasta, CA)

Darcy McMurtery (Seattle, WA)

Christina Rodriguez (South Ozone Park, Queens, NY)


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Editor's Note:

In just a few weeks
these leaves will become more red 
than my poetry.


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Christina Rodriguez

puppy love, dear youth
lost in the shuffle of mort-
gages and children.


start off slow, they say.
take your time...time? when did time
give out luxuries?


Daddy, are you too
old for cupcakes and poems?
Too poor for Hallmark.


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Ethan Mandelkern

wet peach tastes yummy
succulent soft beautiful
damn juice stained my shirt

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Kevin James

LOOK PAPA! NO HANDS!
words you never want to hear
at a porno set


boxes vibrating
turns out it wasn't sex toys
worst birthday ever

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Rosemary Foster

Call him “she” again
And I’ll break your fucking face
Did you get that bitch?

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Amanda Hillenburg


Laser gun bullets
Three shots missing the mallard
Want to kill that dog



God! It's full of stars!
My bad, it's just dust buildup.
Play that cartridge flute!


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Amy Harris

Sweet Malaria
Fair maiden of the tropics
Once bitten, twice shy

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Darcy McMurtery

A guarantee of
long-winded discussion: I’ve
Prepared a few words.


Keep your speeches short
We can still strangle you with
A wireless mic.


Personalities
Around a board room table
Like oil and water.


A workplace romance
Will poison your well so please
Don’t shit where you eat.


Writer's Block

I can't pass a verb,
completely consonated,
must move a vowel. 

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Michael Frissore

Haiku: True Story

This guy was pissed off
by my humorous haikus
Well, fuck you, buddy.


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October 2010 AWESOME SAUCE: Christina Rodriguez

Hello denial...
Don't you look pretty today
in your coat of lies!

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Tell the bogeyman
that you've sent in some haiku
or he will eat you.

highcoupjournal {at} gmail.com

Sunday, August 1, 2010

High Coup Journal - August 2010 Issue


(Photo by Ann Wright, Plymouth, IN)

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IN THIS ISSUE:

Joseph Carfagno (Fairfield, CT)

Andy Cognata (West Lafayette, IN)

Michael Frissore (Oro Valley, AZ)

Rosemary Foster (Bloomington, IN)

Amy Harris (West Lafayette, IN)

Kim Keith (Gold Canyon, AZ)

Lisa McClintock (Sheridan, WY)

Ray Scanlon (Rehoboth, MA)

Don Thackery (Dexter, MI)

Maggie Wheeler (Terre Haute, IN)


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Editor’s Note:

Despite moving north,
August still feels hot as hell
in Grandma's attic.


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Maggie Wheeler

Round Kick to the jaw
Crazy bitch knocked me out cold.
Concussions suck ass.

The cat stares at me
With fish running through his brain.
Duh, I just fed you!


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Lisa McClintock

A message sent, not
really meant. Too late now for
feeble excuses.


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Kim Keith

In Need of Salvation (and a Podiatrist)

My feet have callused
cracks, so I worry about
my immortal sole.

Taste Test

Murder on a bun
or bean-curd-veggie-burger?
The cows win—and lose.


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Rosemary Foster

So friggin' tasty
Freshly slaughtered pineapple
Bleed into my mouth

Rain steaming concrete
Washing my dirty skin clean
Born again again

Shit closed captioning
How dare you crap out on me
My deaf ass needs you


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Michael Frissore

Changing Diapers

The difference between
Comedy and tragedy?
Being peed on and...


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Amy Harris

Gas stations pepper
A great divide too wide to
Conquer or enslave


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Joseph Carfagno

Stalled in the hallway
Thinking my murderous thoughts
No weapon at hand

AM Consonance
Radio actor speaking
Tires or tooth repair


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Don Thackery

conceive an image
write three lines to make haiku
trivial pursuit

spring rains make roots wake
birds return for the warmth’s sake
my dry old joints ache


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Andy Cognata

Flordia is hot,
A grave for the unprepared.
Ice cream is God's love.


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Ray Scanlon

Clothesline

Clothesline in March breeze,
cotton breathes wintry freshness.
Spider in my shorts.


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August 2010 AWESOME SAUCE: Kim Keith


Forgotten

You ask for my name
as I call you Grandfather—
Alzheimer’s stole it.


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Send in your haiku!
September is coming soon,
right along with school.

highcoupjournal {at} gmail.com

Thursday, July 1, 2010

High Coup Journal - July 2010 Issue

(Photo by Ann Wright, Plymouth, IN)

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IN THIS ISSUE:

Rosemary Foster (Bloomington, IN)

Marti Fuerst (Rapid City, SD)

Quinn Gilbert (Shelburne, VT)

Jacob Glenn

Aaron Owens (Terre Haute, IN)

Eli Van Sickel (Terre Haute, IN)


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Editor’s Note:

A time for new things,
like picking a new ice cream
or dropping the soap.

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Jacob Glenn


Feb. 23

balloon removal
can i borrow your blow gun?
goodbye helium


Feb. 23

oh my sweet coffee
make me a jitterbug pro
my blood is creamy


Jan. 19

I sip my coffee
say goodbye constipation
my bowels are moved


Jan. 19

such a peaceful rain
I do value your effort
but my grass is dead

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Aaron Owens


Tryst

Debbie can’t find out.
Long. Firm. White cream fills my mouth.
Gotta love Twinkies.

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Marti Fuerst


Mucus advances
seizing nasal passageways.
I wave white Kleenex.


Dog barks at darkness.
Alarm must be on the fritz.
Cyborg-vet needed.


Take solace in that
when the zombies rise to feed
these dopes will die first.

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Eli Van Sickel


Submitting this work
For your consideration
Please show me some love


Dog shit and flowers:
Two things that smell different
-ly to me at night.

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Quinn Gilbert


Signal from a Shattered Earth

Last vestige of us:
You the plumber?...Yeah babe, I'm
Here to lay some pipe.


Life

This is my treatise
on life, and it’s pretty deep:
Alarm clock rings…Fuck.

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Rosemary Foster


Hearing you have sex
Makes me want to fucking puke
So please mom shut up


OMG goth kids
Scary ass mother fuckers
Done up like corpses


Public swimming pool
Chemical filled oasis
Bikini clad whores


I know it says to
taste the rainbow but could you
stop licking my shirt?


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July 2010 AWESOME SAUCE: Aaron Owens

The Little Boy’s Nightmare

Surrounded by balls
A dozen sweaty bodies
Trapped in the “Ball Pit”

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Send in your haiku!
August won't just write itself
(unless I'm on crack)!

highcoupjournal {at} gmail.com