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  • af C. S. Matthews
    153,95 kr.

    they measure millimeters of boneto tell us who we arewhere we come from the curve of my incisorsmy orbital sockets hold pools of blue despite their shape I am a mixed thingwith an under bite hiding the gap in my teeth I broke the extra bone in my foot,feet whose ancestors were removed by hands whose decedents counterfeit artin styles that were stolen I am a mixed thingwho dreams in a language I'm learning to speakfrom a tongue that was colonized at birth... how will you measure me?

  • af J. I. B.
    143,95 kr.

    God shattered Himself on the second day of construction (second only to the invention of light). This is where we inherit destruction. By the sixth day man was cutting his feet. God said this was good. Instructed them to seek repair / to learn to pray for it. Said these wounds are a test. This life is but vapor. Something about the merit of free will. By the seventh day man was wearing sandals.

  • af Mooshe
    98,95 kr.

  • af Walter Moore
    158,95 kr.

    "This ain't Dickens. But maybe you will like it. In this dark confessional comedy/light blowhard drama (though probably more sad than anything), our main guy and struggling lunatic Bjorn -American drifter with his G.E.D., sometimes bartender, recreational poet, terrible Buddhist - tells his short-sweet story from a quiet Colorado mountain town. Looking back to a few shit days the summer before, Bjorn unearths how his good friend, a professional soccer player who sat on the bench with glory and a crap haircut, has died. A story of why, during these few shit days, this weekend plus overtime, Bjorn, as he spouts it, had to return to his home city of Houston, Texas: to reconnect, to see if his memories match up-with his alcoholic father and everything else. Bjorn's return to associated bizarro hellishness is not Dante's Inferno, but this is Houston after all: the country's fourth-largest city that, in recent memory, has been designated the nation's most obese, most polluted, and with the worst traffic-a convoluted mess of a sometimes nightmarish concrete and sin-strewn sprawl, denigrated by the constant wet hot humid piss of a Texas beast . . . loooooong ways from perfection . . . yet, Bjorn, in his Return to Houston, has to reconcile this confusion. He has to forgive his return. Along the way he learns some things. And along the way he chooses to let it go. Breathe it out. You can go home again, and it fucking blows . . . mostly . . . but, as he comes to realize, beatitude and mercy are in the blow"--

  • af J I B
    188,95 kr.

    in one of His ragesGod drowned the whole planet in His bath watersaid   Look at what you made me dosaid   This is the only way to get you cleansaid   This is an act of loveHe left the obedient to float likerubber duckslike all toxic relationshipslove was confused with mercyand wrath considered a byproduct of intimacyas is the occasional impulse to dismantleeverything you''ve createdand start from scratchthis destruction was followed by a promise to rebuildto never destroy the same way again

  • af Joseph Goosey
    113,95 kr.

  • af Serafina Bersonsage
    128,95 kr.

    Serafina Bersonsage chronicles the evolution and dissolution of a literary critic-cum-storybook villain. Frustrated by the Midwest, the titular witch flees a small town for an even smaller academia, where she develops a crush on a dead poet, has a date in a psych ward and renames herself at a rest stop Starbucks before venturing into the woods.

  • af Walter Moore
    123,95 kr.

    Walter Moore's my lungs are a dive bar offers gritty and tender poems-poems of empathy and punkish, neo-beat irony. A homeless person who gives you a cigarette. Corey Van Landingham writes, "This is the voice of a casual prophet, a rapscallion, a hoarse cough in the back of a dark bar, a bloodied knuckle dragging across an iron window grate"

  • af Adrian Lime & Michael Grover
    93,95 kr.

    Factory poems made in a factory, soaked in factory dreams yet unrequited.

  • af Jeanette S Powers
    103,95 kr.

    I was standing(You were there)Then I fell down there was no reasonto have fallen except there wasa snap I broke my legI was standingthen I fell no one could fathomhow taking one stepcould shatter me into pieces (don't lose your headit is ok if you die) the doctor said I would breakbones the rest of my life 17 so far I might never forgivea broken promise (my mother said:"You never did knowwhen to shut your mouth") Like fatherlike daughter my aunt told mehe killed himselfto spite me My Father was bothDavid and Goliath

  • af Ellen Lutnick
    112,95 kr.

    Consider the inside of your brain a forest.Every day you plant a new row of trees. You're growing, see?You're busy gathering, so busy planting, and you love it, but it's dirty work. You go to bed every night with a sore back, swollen knees. It's hard work but you love it. It's your brain, after all, the home you're stuck with.One day you step back to survey the forest. You expect all your hard work to make straight lines and strong branches and growth worth celebrating, but instead there is catastrophe. There are only misshapen twisted trunks growing sideways instead of up, leaf-less branches that can't find the sun, and rot that runs down to the roots.So you set the whole thing on fire and start over.As you dig the soil to build again, you discover an avalanche of bones.You knew who they belonged to once, before they belonged to you. You stand in the rubble, trying to sort them by name, by shape, by smell, and nothing really makes sense, you can't sleep, until you get fed up at the mess and start put them together into a new shape. First a foundation, then a frame, windows, a cathedral of a room and a staircase that ends at the top of what trees are left, a skylight to let in the sun, to stare at the stars and contemplate where to go next.Anyways, this is a story. And your brain isn't a forest but mine might be. If it were, I'd invite you in, let you touch the trees and smell the soot. I'd open the door so we could watch together as the sun set behind the palace of bones, dance in the great hall under the chandelier made out of teeth. You could laugh with me, cry with me, sleep next to me holding hands and dream in my colors but make no mistake, this is not your story. Leave your ego at the edge of the woods, your judgment, your expectations, any preconceived notion of a woman, of what it means to be human, leave your brain out of this mess because it's not yours to claim. This is my story. And you can listen, but make no mistake this story isn't for you. This one's for me.

  • af Lola Nation
    112,95 kr.

    I call her my love, my angel, my Kansas City star, she tells me she can't get dressed today, her crown broke then she changes her dress twice to get that perfect twirl when spinning around hair in wispy pig tails, insisting on my violet perfume to make her just perfectly ready. She sits on my lap and she knows, today she goes back home, she holds her locket with my picture in the silver hollow hue, and says whenever I open this you are telling me that you love me, and then she cries when I suggest clasping the heart, I don't want you to stop loving me.

  • af Iris Appelquist
    103,95 kr.

  • af Jason Preu
    128,95 kr.

    Join poet Jason Preu for an adventurous and spell-binding romp through the world of Purple Wizards and Neon-Bright Exceptionalisms. This book bends traditional design, including drawings, lined paper, appendices, and more unique surprises. Preu brings a light-heart and joyous nature to both playful and serious poems.

  • af Ben Brindise & Justin Karcher
    120,95 kr.

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    278,95 kr.

    Sharon Rodrigues highlights and exposes the homeless problem in affluent American suburbs by photographing and interviewing displaced individuals in her hometown of Olathe, Kansas, a wealthy suburb of Kansas City. This riveting book includes hand-written essays by Rodriguez which recount the stories told by her subjects. This two year project began as part of Rodriguez' ongoing artistic interest in marginalized communities and has been featured as part of the Johnson County Library sequence "Bear Witness" which explores art as activism. Her exhibition was entitled "Shining the Light on the Homeless of Johnson County." This book is the culmination of that gallery exhibit.

  • af Christopher Morgan & Jeremiah Walton
    118,95 kr.

  • af Ezhno Martin & Damian Rucci
    118,95 kr.

  • af Samantha Slupski
    108,95 kr.

  • af Tom Farris & Victor Clevenger
    121,95 kr.

    These poems travel from the dark places the poets have been, to the love of some of the many people who've got them out of them. They dance across the spine of the book spanning a correspondence between the two poets. It reminds us all to put the pungent and sweet things in life where we can appreciate them, our mouths.

  • af Jeanette Powers & Ezhno Martin
    103,95 kr.

  • af Zophia McDougal
    103,95 kr.