Monday, February 1, 2016

Bill Baber

FIFTY-SEVEN LOUSY BUCKS

got me eight miserable years
in this crummy joint.
Fifty-seven bucks
that I never got to spend
and if I could have, on what?
Booze?
A girl?
Drugs?
A bet on some horse?
Eight wasted years
and for what?
When they let me out
I ain't coming back
But then
that's what I said
the last time.


Bill reads "Fifty-seven Lousy Bucks":



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Bill confesses: "When I was younger I lived in a small town and knew a petty criminal who was in and out of jail. Every time he got out, he swore he was going straight and wasn't going back. he always did. This is for him and the thousands like him."


BILL BABER has had over two dozen crime stories published and his stories have recently appeared in Rogue from Near to the Knuckle, Hardboiled Crime Scene from Dead Guns Press and Locked & Loaded from One Eye Press. He has also had a number of poems published online – one of which is being considered for a Best of the Net Award- and in the occasional literary journal. A book of his poetry, Where the Wind Comes to Play was published by Berberis Press in 2011. He lives in Tucson with his wife and a spoiled dog and has been known to cross the border for a cold beer. He is working on his first novel.

Monday, January 25, 2016

Kurt Nimmo

MINNESOTA JUMP

another
trip to the doctor.
I drive over the Colorado River
and look from the bridge
to the water below.
it looks more like
the Tallahatchie than the Colorado
turgid and green.
looking closer
I see something washed up
on the far bank.
for a second
I believe it is a dead body
but as I cross over I realize it is
a large white
plastic garbage bag.
this reminds me
of John Berryman
who was celebrated by
The Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry
after his jump in Minnesota.
Berryman miscalculated
and hit the west bank of the Mississippi River.
not that it particularly mattered.
it was January in Minneapolis
and undoubtedly
the river

was frozen solid.


Gerald So reads "Minnesota jump":



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Kurt confesses: "This poem was inspired by an article I read on the career of John Berryman. It appears writers and artists have a propensity for self destruction and suicide. This has always piqued my morbid curiosity."


KURT NIMMO was born in Detroit, Michigan in 1952. In the late '70s, he co-edited the successful literary magazine The Smudge. In the '80s, he edited Planet Detroit. Kurt has been nominated for several Pushcart Prizes for fiction, and two of his books were selected as "modern classics" by the Wormwood Review. In 2015, he began writing poetry after a twenty-year hiatus. He lives in Smithville, Texas with his wife and two cats.

Monday, January 18, 2016

Ruth Danon

HABITUAL

In light that interrupts winter the writer pursues foreign mysteries. This statement is not metaphor. She, the writer, has become obsessed, it’s fair to say, with mystery novels written by people she doesn’t know about places she’s never seen. The crimes are appalling – serial murder pursued as nothing less than performance art. Spiked apples, upside down snowmen, and so on. Heavy on archetype. Some readers may recognize these allusions. It doesn’t matter, though, the point is clear. Murders in books are acts of imagination, though after a while the crimes become quotidian. The writer acquires mysteries with increasing frequency, first delaying the purchase to avoid the guilt, then purchasing one mystery almost every day because the pleasure is too intense to refuse. She learns that serial murderers start to leave less and less time between crimes because the kick doesn’t last. She understands this. The body gone, there is only language. Serial murderers leave notes, write in code. They grow increasingly impatient. They hate the dark. They want to be found.


Ruth reads "Habitual":



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Ruth confesses: "Two preoccupations converged to produce 'Habitual'. It was summer and I was binging on Jo Nesbø crime stories and I had also committed to an adventure called 'The Grind', that requires me to write a poem each day of the month I had signed up for. I started thinking that the writer and the serial murderer had some things in common—or at least that's what I discovered writing the poem."


RUTH DANON is the author of Limitless Tiny Boat (BlazeVOX 2015), Living With the Fireman (Ziesing Brothers, 1981), Work in the English Novel (Croom-Helm, 1985), and Triangulation from a Known Point (North Star Line, 1990). Her poetry and prose are forthcoming in Post Road and The Florida Review and have appeared in Versal, Mead, BOMB, The Paris Review, Fence, The Boston Review, 3rd Bed, Crayon, and many other publications in the U.S. and abroad. Her work was selected by Robert Creeley for Best American Poetry 2002. She has been a fellow at the Ragdale Foundation, the Corporation of Yaddo, the Ora Lerman Foundation, and the Virginia Center for Creative Arts. She teaches the Creative and Expository Writing Programs that she directs for the McGhee Division of the School of Professional Studies of New York University and is founding director of the Summer Intensive Creative Writing Workshops at NYU’s School of Professional Studies.