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Mighty - by Hammond
Soggy here
dribbling rain
down my sweatshirt neck.
But that's normal for me
usually.
I'm here in the dank
to escape thoughts of Jeneva
Jeneva
Jeneva
who didn't say yes
when I asked
Jeneva
Jeneva
and it scares me that
I really thought
she might say yes.
So I came here
in the dank
to smear out my delusions
with slug slime and drips
down my sweatshirt.
But I found
I found
this beautiful thing,
yes, I said beautiful,
this strong bursting mushroom
perfect white
with gills like a new filter
pushing up a mound of earth
all by itself.
And look at where a mushroom comes from.
So I'm feeling
better
already.

La Toilette - by Vera
So I figured out why
there's a one-holer out back.
My indoor toilet clogged on day II.
When I went outside to find roots
grappling with the pipe
emerging from my cabin,
I backed away.
One thing I know is camping.
Compost toilets are easy.
Throw a little scrub and dirt
on top of your ahems
and voila -
very little stink.
The outhouse hasn't been used in decades,
dry as coprolite.
So the only thing upset
by my new process
is Grandfather Lizard
who lives below the hole.
Nasty shock for him this afternoon,
after that can of refried beans
got through me.
Measurements - by Andira
So much taller than I,
longer arms
could wrap me twice,
lean far down to kiss me,
if you would kiss me.
So much older,
probably wiser,
not so hard to be,
teach me,
teach me,
lean far down.
So much stronger,
grounded
unlike me,
walking in yellow
walking in innocence,
lean far down to kiss me,
if you would kiss me.

Razor - by Gina
Waiting for you
lays down dryer lint felt
inside my heart
layer
by
layer
cushioning
muffling my heart beat
slowing my heart rate
and blue with cold
I get out the blade
to scrape clean.
The old edges look dull
till you put them
to skin.

Jungle Jim Education - by LaneyI think that I shall never see
graffiti as eloquent as thee
Not only are you educating me
you educate most hypocritically
playground defacing
is
intelligence erasing.
But then again, using permanent Sharpie
with urethane acrylic resin markie
Might mean to say you are pro-insolubles
in which case your medium was perfectly optimals.
SMALL WORLD - by Andrew
Well, I don't agree.
I think the world is pretty damn big,
big enough that everyone I know
is going somewhere else
for the holidays
and I
am
stuck
at
Disneyland,
which I get into free
because Mema works here
and she uses it as a babysitter
even though I am old enough
to walk to school
with Dustin and Egger.
I hate this fake world.
But if I sit and really look,
the small world Christmas lights
are pretty.

Stumbling Rumpled - by Vera
Rumpled
like this dead land of rubble.
Rumpled
like the beliefs
quaking
in folds of my brain.
Rumpled
like Lon-scented blankets
on his bed
in the trailer.
And stumbling this morning,
from
Emma's feather-fine pale blond hairs
on the other pillow.