| Today, we have 70 poems + 11 stories + 3 essays = 84 works by 43 authors
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| Here’s the Bomb by William Watkin |
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calm morning the nearly of lunchtime is the hum of an air conditioner the backwash trill of lights, computer, inaction like I said, clam mourning
when the order comes wrapped in paper we will not ignore it wrapped in flesh (this is not coincidence)
see-so how the sky between buildings distrusts us but has no option but to go ahead with us across the plaza of hornets the causeway of wasps on through bee-hedgerow you emerge on mosquito plain, milwaukee wisc. there is no tale in this moment’s irritation with its endless passing it may sting the eyes but tears are a useful smokescreen of folding roses vinegar, brown paper and an anti-histamine will suffice
ip dip dog shit we are all it which is nice but fair
here’s the bomb, I open an internal memo from my boss cc.ed to the sadists it says “soon you will eat ominously |
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