Posts Tagged ‘ Poetry X.II ’

“Lesser Known Literary Cocktails,” by Eric K. Auld

Aug 20th, 2013 | By

The Waiting for Godot: Place two ice cubes in an empty tumbler. Watch them melt as nothing else happens. Wait until morning. Repeat.

The Wasteland: Pour everything you have into the largest glass you’ve got. Hand it all over to Ezra Pound and watch him change everything. Garnish with footnotes.

“A Pinteress’ Someday,” by Katie Seeley

Aug 20th, 2013 | By

We can be modern day mannequins—

Malleable forms of constant perfection.
We are Stepford wives with a mouse’s click.
Pinterest allows us to be anything.
Pinterest allows us to be everything.
Renaissance women reorganizing:
homes transformed with wine corks and mason jars.
And don’t forget glitter. Always glitter.

“The Box,” by Mikaela von Kursell

Aug 20th, 2013 | By

…was always there
a little box in the corner of the screen.
If you clicked it,
It beeped.
If you clicked out of it,
It beeped.
If you clicked around it,
It beeped.

“What We Are,” by Jordan Moffatt

Aug 20th, 2013 | By

We’re all just leaves
Waiting to fall

We’re all just guitars
Waiting to be played

“The end of my vampire boyfriend,” by Anna Della Zazzera

Aug 20th, 2013 | By

It was Monday
when you burned up,
in a swell of
fire and brimstone.