"Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?" and more inquiries into life's finer points, by Ford Pier.
“Now that we have all the right tools for the job, we can put them away for the last time.”
Longlisted for the 2nd Annual Geist Erasure Poetry Contest.
"lug like trunks,/ steer like plows/ pile like lumber..."
Second prize winner of the 3rd Annual Geist Erasure Poetry Contest.
Dear still unpublished writer: Thank you for your submission to generic unprofitable lower-case canadian poetry magazine.
Longlisted for the 3rd Annual Geist Erasure Poetry Contest.
A poem "with cautious, slightly energy-sapped enjambments" recreates a bar's atmosphere and patrons.
With a closing line from Ted Hughes.
"And yes, you speak francais. / Do not gag too much." Neily Jennings' prize-winning erasure poetry tackles cross-cultural relations.
my blood has blessed these sidewalkslonger than the waters of Misipawistik have washed my village
See the local sites, try the local kisses.
"Life’s a bomb on a timer."
First prize winner of the 1st Annual Geist Erasure Poetry Contest.
Shall I compare thee to a summer chaos?
"In her dream, my wife said I abandoned her in the middle of a strange city forcing her out of our car."
The fourth poem in a series dedicated to Maria Chekhov, sister of the famed writer and keeper of the archive.
Sucking marrow from his chicken bones, spitting the splinters on the rim of a white china plate.
"'Drink up, Joe. Hell is closed.' / laughing out the side of his mouth / Killing me the rest of the way."
It was the year of hotel rooms, the knife and the gun.
"My house is the smallest oldest little house on the block / neighbors tour over and look down / call the fire department."
"This spring made winter an insulting opening offer, now the passing lane is getting harder to negotiate, thawing out and icing up again."
"It’s 6 a.m. when the lights turn on / in a white-washed drugstore, / as if it were a little theatre / shining out onto the sidewalk."
“The pizza man ran over our pizzas!” He screamed, but no one believed him.
