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Mark Cunningham

When he said that the river was polluted and the eco-system out of balance, she pointed out that gray goes with everything. So what if there’s only a few twigs left of the rain forest: now it matches the rest of our IKEA stuff. Since the mountain had been so mined-out that the boulders were made of Styrofoam, getting caught in the avalanche didn’t hurt that much. We changed the definition of “noise pollution” from “uproar” to “uproarious,” and now everybody is happier.

Mark Cunningham, has a new chapbook, Alphabetical Basho, out on the Beard of Bees site. He has a few books out, as well; the easiest to find is 71 Leaves, an e-book from BlazeVOX.

ISSUE THIRTEEN: Ye, Smelly Tsar | next poem →


Ashanti Anderson

Alan Elyshevitz
   BLDG A, STE 4-22

Deidre O’Connor
   Vision at a Dublin Airport Hotel

Claire Scott
   The Morning After

Daniel Lasell
   Above What's Under

Chey Davis
   The Indictment

Hilary Sideris

John Rodzvilla
   Then Bring It Double (12 & 35)

Kathleen McClung
   After the Election

Matthew W. Schmeer
   Disturbing the Peace

Mark Cunningham