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Shirley Shirley by Alicia Askenase
Analfabeto / An Alphabet by Ellen Baxt
snapshot by Jennifer Firestone
The Fit by Joanna Sondheim



from Shirley Shirley

by Alicia Askenase

Shirley Shirley was the First Lady of Agitated Depression/
on the lookout for male conviction/
with a clairvoyant manifesto in her hand.

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"Everyone is Queer but Me and Thee
and sometimes I think Thee Queerer than Me"
Mrs. Shirley was the Cliche Queen
fond of That's the Why and the End of the Story

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The schrapnel of dysfunction under Mrs. Shirley's
acrylic nails tapped against the TV gay tonight particularly
had Shirley and her mom a little something foie the pain.

from Alfabeto / An Alphabet

by Ellen Baxt

Bom dia, Sr. Silva. I am homesick for my country.
Heart is drain. Hand of a sunbath.
Sozinha. To have a parasol. To whisper.



Skirt, soap, saber de cor.


Alone, meaning both sumptuous and I am homesick.
Alone meaning arrow slants the plow.
How do you say I am not married but I am parasol worshipper
in your country? I bleed for my country, Sr. Silva, is not the same as,
I bleed for Sr. Silva, my country.

from snapshot

by Jennifer Firestone

Panorama of Gucci, Prada, legs, waist
smoke and butter funneled to a rich scene.

Are you looking in--
washing glass that´s dirty.

In our modern ways we redefine
present, project
re-exhibit
and with showings upcoming
being seasoned appropriately
redefinition is only definition
another set course to follow
and eat as the flock gets ready for take-off
the glass kindly washed again.

from "What Becomes of Outside"

from The Fit

by Joanna Sondheim

with images by Ellen Israel

UPON RETURNING to her room I found things askew, poltergeist or memory, unfitting and whittling at shelves and cloth. She modeled frozen, cross-legged mid-bed, encircled blankets, arranging vetoes as false votes. Obvious but not deposited, out of the corner of her eye I think I rested sideways, but this without document, lithe like, but for no reason, I mean to say, without movement.

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