Poetry | Escape Into Life

March 25th, 2010

Tags/Poetry, Susan Rich Posted by Mark Kerstetter

What season is it, Cy, when all the birds get dragged back

Let me order my death as I would order a party

March 9th, 2010

Tags/Nicelle Davis, Poetry Posted by Mark Kerstetter

Since I was young, I've been the youngest and worshipped Venus in the sacred and fragrant colonnades of even her humblest serving maids

When she knew you were in her,
she clawed off her skin and lay

March 2nd, 2010

i entered the sanctuary of your still life, driven by the mind i left twitching in the gutter.

We spill ourselves all over ourselves—our excess light

March 1st, 2010

Tags/Poetry, San Francisco, William Taylor Jr. Posted by Mark Kerstetter

kiss me like a cab driver all fury and fumes consider the meter its hard click we've crossed into another borough all heart-stopped

A nameless afternoon
in a small San Francisco
apartment

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