Category Archives: Poetry

Polly Perverse

Posted on February 10, 2014 by sputterpub

My daughter doesn’t want a poem to rhyme, and meter makes her chant the words she reads. She longs to tune atonally, and time her syllables to sanguinary needs. She listens for the shock of the profane, the punch perverse, … Continue reading →

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16-42-68

Posted on February 7, 2014 by sputterpub

You’re beautiful, and yet you do your best to signal unattractive with your style: the glaring hair, attire always messed, and indignation overruling smile. My parents sang to me the same old song and I contested vehement like you, and … Continue reading →

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You Commuting

Posted on February 3, 2014 by sputterpub

You walk to work each morning, in a way – a mile to the train and then a ride – and often that’s the best part of your day: an easy trek when you can look inside yourself, articulate and … Continue reading →

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Arriving

Posted on January 31, 2014 by sputterpub

When I was young I wanted to be male. How genital equipment could create a deep discrepancy I’d weekly fail to comprehend. But it appeared my fate would be to linger kitchenbound like Mom at parties, talking babies, food and … Continue reading →

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Sociability

Posted on January 27, 2014 by sputterpub

I see scant reason why I can’t collect a group of new acquaintances to treat and talk and tarry with, and then expect at least a few could generate some heat. So I imagine specifying arms to hold me, or … Continue reading →

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Clearance

Posted on January 24, 2014 by sputterpub

I would have been a feminist before the term had currency, but I could not enlist or join a movement; I abhor the politics I’d rather I forgot. I knew I was bohemian, except the notion was consistently confused with … Continue reading →

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The Listener

Posted on January 20, 2014 by sputterpub

A listener in search of everywhere a word is spoken honestly and well, could make a pilgrimage to find the fair infrequent truth of speech, and in its spell that listener might engineer a song, might link realities with spoken … Continue reading →

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Oddball

Posted on January 17, 2014 by sputterpub

Do you ingest less food on holiday and never cramp from exercise at all? Do you disdain to warm up any way, avoid a stretch, detest a shopping mall, feel sorry for the people in their cars who fail to … Continue reading →

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The Fool

Posted on January 16, 2014 by sputterpub

At end of day, the mania asserts itself again, and she’s compelled to glean the world of words. She casts about and flirts with phrases till conceit emerges clean enough to take its form upon the page. And then she … Continue reading →

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Ague

Posted on January 13, 2014 by sputterpub

She’s standing underneath her morning shower, the heat so good she cannot get her fill, and it requires force of willful power to turn that water off and face the chill. So she imagines coziness of socks, a hooded sweatshirt, … Continue reading →

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