new poetry and poetics edited by brian kim stefans - Arras.net

three funny cartoon panels
convincingly unreal as digging back yard:
“Well, I’ll be darned. There’s a really nice hardwood floor under here.”
The operative word kneels at the makeshift graves and flips
out writing pad to jot notes for the inoperative community
back home. “Move further back
in closet, leave space for boxes of nostalgia—needs
to surprise eye, in a cardboard state, on opening
door.” “Subject this wide [draws rose, sunken ovals, crumbling edges]
goes lots of ways—so, lost
in it, you forget—’ The subject? It’s
not rising.”’ “Sunglasses do not screen out the devastation
but filter what is ?personally’ most damaging
ultraviolet light. So be it.
Irony of lWe / irony of death.
—Send to listserve?”
“I was born to equal
or born as equal,
which is it, or, what
was it, that
that hit me, then
—already lost. Jam mad about you,
especially your teeth.”
To frame form,
to transmit, as boundary object, a process of thought—