DeadBait & LiveMeat

by Dan Ryan

Desolate solitude
on the far side of something terrible.

Apparitions of poverty creep in.

Doubt creeps in.

Que es la vida – what is life?

La vida es dolorosa – life is pain (Noble Truth #1)

To make matters worse

     The dog ate my homework and the pig ate my pizza

I suffer from ortographobia

     Yet pursue inner peace through impulse purchasing

                                                             I fear all

good deeds lead to heaven which doesn’t

exist I’m worried about that Where

will I go when everything turns

black and I can’t lo       cate

my manifest destin     y

The church promi

ses a free gps pre

-programmed to

god               but

I don’t attend Do

I tempt fate Wh

at should I do

when you









e a co

rpse ac

cording to

Kobo Daishi


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Concept Score #32

Concept Score #32

poem by Jake Marmer
piano improvisation based on poem by Alon Nechushtan
the line of thought



slips  if only

to embrace its diplopia

both hands

playing windshield, what

you, earnestly, discussed as ground

rules, arrangements, anonymity

                  chopped evenly with serrated



                  looking for ideas

you’re tracing

the backwash

like an oceanographer


Jake Marmer is a poet and performer. His poetry-music-improv record Hermeneutic Stomp (Blue Thread Records) was released in 2013, and first poetry collection, Jazz Talmud, was published by Sheep Meadow Press in 2012. Currently a doctoral candidate at the CUNY Graduate Center, he frequently contributes to the Forward and Tablet Magazine, and has recently co-hosted North America’s first Jewish Poetry retreat at the KlezKanada Festival. For more information, see

Alon Nechushtan is a NJ-based pianist whose album ‘Words Beyond’ (Buckyball Records) won the Independent music awards Best Jazz Album of the Year in 2012.

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The Empty Bell

by Howie GoodNo spring this eveningIt is indeed autumn that returnsFace diluted in waterThe lights are all outNothing stays anymoreNot a footprintNothing but blue spots in the corner of a sheetThe color which night decomposesRise up carcass and walk … Continua a leggere

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by Holly Day
the otter in the
water chirps soft
in time to the movements of  its
body as it holds tight with its nails
to the rocks to keep
from being swept away by the rain.
it has made its home in
the dark corner of
the river, here, where the rocks hide
long gray crayfish
tails curled beneath their bodies as if
to hide
the parts that taste best.


Holly Day is a housewife and mother of two living in Minneapolis, Minnesota who teaches needlepoint classes for the Minneapolis school district and writing classes at The Loft  Literary Center. Her poetry has recently appeared in Hawai’i Pacific Review, Slant, and The Tampa Review, and she is the 2011 recipient of the Sam Ragan Poetry Prize fromBarton College. Her most recent published books are “Walking Twin Cities” and “Notenlesen für Dummies Das Pocketbuch.”

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direction for two

by Mary Kasimor
woe man more than

there. she is                                          

                                            here in brain

bling and scanned                 computer. imbroglio

in the stink of your terrible truth

desperate.                   directions to wilderness

               refundable instrument of destruction       

                          so we saved

          the coupon.                            good for two.

the skin scanned                               for pathogens

             stand in lines.

the featured faces reflect for                         gaps in

direction to shape. results

               in brain bling

                                  explosions pour out of star face.

a new breed                                      @no

                 where to go.                    to follow your youtube                

in knit purl start.


                         baby’s breath in tune. plagiarizing

my fingerprint                         dna    @word. text

                        where is waldo                     left

out. in the rain                                       to the left

             in the gap.                                     teeth in fields of


              @development and monsanto

moon site dreams      

at sea 

                              charges up. the workers

a tribal hugging                 the woe man

               the anemic wheat

                       glutinous and new

in sparkly. development

in scientific journal                   with pictographs

and presentations

                    two dimensional

                                     power point              sweat. free

a potato salad hamburger picnic                        in virtual landscape.

                 a failed heart               people                virtually scanned

starting another way                                          underground

oh surface.

                please help us find a job to do.                to do this from

my kitchen                                   delicious and pre-measured

and pre-tensile

                         devoted to market. obedience

to the howling dimension

bubbles genetically proven

fast. profits

                            percolates to follow

the arrows. drive                       fast on the freeway

staring at the sun


common condition.                          @let it load you


Mary Kasimor is a widely published poet, a regular contributor to this blog, and a frequent contributor to

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