This is the announcement announcing that the submissions call for KILLER WHALE JOURNAL VOL. 2 is now open.
Submit your poems (on any theme, in any form) / essays on poetics / art inspired by orcas to:
Submissions close September 1st.
VOL. 1 can be found here: http://www.scribd.com/doc/221234754/KILLER-WHALE-JOURNAL-VOL-1
arched shoulders and furrowed brow, an indication of
non-surrender to the haunting void, the terrorizing intangibility of
absolute Truth, so antagonistic to a topology of
realness, itself a paradoxical layout of vernacular change
Continue reading A Flaw, A Flake, A Vision, And A Vacuum
It’s all I want. It’s all I want.
a) I want it and
b) We are creatures of habit
Usually get fucking board until a new habit forms
I used to form poison from nothing particularly formidable
Forum for the lack of getting: it Continue reading Ponderation of a Palindrome
The seed of the dream is rooted in fear of the patriarch, manifested by the
Father. The patient recounts the Father as threatening to torture, but never
tangibly harming the dreamer. The death of the brother seems random, absurd.
Most transparent is the dreamer’s thematic inclination towards escape,
symbolized by a number of strange landscapes. Their surfaces appear
malleable: a dream world seemingly infinite
that the splayed mouth
of the last buttonhole
at the end of your shirt
and this saves you time
Continue reading Denude
rhetoric like pink medicine
oozes weak greetings
she chose this blacktop and name tag
ball point pen vision
he pulls his glasses off, on: “are you at ease yet?”
she pulls at his tie, his shirt silence
the podium grows light flickering
clap slap back his hands later one martini
“it’s just good business” right.
Justin A. Picard