Bradford Middleton… When the Job’s Done

 

When the Job’s Done

The girls move in quick as a new, flash car slows down
It’s midnight, Friday in the kinkiest lane
In the dingiest city in the unfair land
The girls are like vultures
Desperate for their next feast
The one to pay the rent and feed her habit
She grabs the car handle as he lowers the window
He smiles broadly as his eyes devour her figure

And she climbs in

Things get serious fast
Money is discussed and a place to crash
It’s going to be a long job
He sounds like a kinky bastard
But after a few hours she leaves, paid, happy
Knowing for a few days her habit will be feed
And the rent will be paid up
The threat of eviction banished for another month.

 

Bradford Middleton lives on England’s south-coast in Brighton. He was born in London in 1971 but didn’t start writing poetry until he was in his mid-30s and slowly, over time, began to uncover a flourishing underground scene. Three months before his fortieth birthday he had his first poem accepted at THE MAD SWIRL. Since then he has become a Contributing Poet there and also had notable work published at EMPTY MIRROR, ZYGOTE IN MY COFFEE, PPIGPENN, ROLLING THUNDER QUARTERLY, FUCK ART LETS DANCE, WORD RIOT, ELECTRIC WINDMILL, DEAD SNAKES, THE CAMEL SALOON and THE WEEKENDERS. Follow him @beatnikbraduk on Twitter.

Copyright © 2016 by Bradford Middleton

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dane Cobain… The Inherent Poetry of HTTP Status Codes

 

The Inherent Poetry of HTTP Status Codes

403 forbidden
temporary redirect,
canonicalised
packets of data
in 201 loops,
and the connection
to the server
was reset

again.

200 OK
responsive web design,
incorrect apache server

installation.

CHMOD 777
public read/write access,
FTP connection

Successful.

Abort
retry
ignore

 

Copyright © 2016 by Dane Cobain

 

 

 

 

 

 

Christopher Barnes… Box Kick 23 & 25

 

Box Kick 23

…Hooks to berthing crank

And tether frames…

Worker Ant No.18 bumps polyethylene.

…Hooks to berthing crank
Jamthread reH5)t maF!eS

 

 

Box Kick 25

…Junk and repellence kit

With offsetting…

Worker Ant No.20 impales the conveyor belt.

…Junk and repellence bleedhiccup
Hiw” foF4<s TT8\

 

Some bio details: In 1998 I won a Northern Arts writers award. In July 200 I read at Waterstones bookshop to promote the anthology ‘Titles Are Bitches’ Christmas 2001 I debuted at Newcastle’s famous Morden Tower doing a reading of my poems. Each year I read for Proudwords lesbian and gay writing festival and I partook in workshops. 2005 saw the publication of my collection LOVEBITES published by Chanticleer Press, 6/1 Jamaica Mews, Edinburgh.
 
On Saturday 16Th August 2003 I read at the Edinburgh Festival as a Per Verse poet at LGBT Centre, Broughton St.
 
I also have a BBC web-page www.bbc.co.uk/tyne/gay.2004/05/section_28.shtml and http://www.bbc.co.uk/tyne/videonation/stories/gay_history.shtml (if first site does not work click on SECTION 28 on second site.
 
Christmas 2001 The Northern Cultural Skills Partnership sponsored me to be mentored by Andy Croft in conjunction with New Writing North. I   made a radio programme for Web FM community radio about my writing group. October-November 2005, I entered a poem/visual image into the art exhibition The Art Cafe Project, his piece Post-Mark was shown in Betty’s Newcastle. This event was sponsored by Pride On The Tyne. I made a digital film with artists Kate Sweeney and Julie Ballands at a film making workshop called Out Of The Picture which was shown at the festival party for Proudwords, it contains my poem The Old Heave-Ho. I worked on a collaborative art and literature project called How Gay Are Your Genes, facilitated by Lisa Mathews (poet) which exhibited at The Hatton Gallery, Newcastle University, including a film piece by the artist Predrag Pajdic in which I read my poem On Brenkley St. The event was funded by The Policy, Ethics and Life Sciences Research Institute, Bio-science Centre at Newcastle’s Centre for Life. I was involved in the Five Arts Cities poetry postcard event which exhibited at The Seven Stories children’s literature building. In May I had 2006 a solo art/poetry exhibition at The People’s Theatre why not take a look at their website http://ptag.org.uk/whats_on/gallery/recent_exhbitions.htm
 
The South Bank Centre in London recorded my poem “The Holiday I Never Had”, I can be heard reading it on http://www.poetrymagazines.org.uk/magazine/record.asp?id=18456

Copyright © 2016 by Christopher Barnes

 

 

 

 

 

 

Margaret Roncone… I’m Going to Moscow

 

I’m Going to Moscow

 

to trudge through snow

I will continue until

steeple clocks

stop chiming

I will wear

scratchy shirts

read Tolstoy

find his orchard

take a bite of a wormy apple

offer the rest to a sleigh driver

in a topcoat

his red worn hands

at the reins of a
horse
I will steal.

 

Margaret Roncone was born in Rochester N.Y., found her hearthome in Seattle. Wrote poetry in high school and was encouraged by a lay teacher surrounded by a swarm of nuns. Finds inspiration in frequent bus rides; hosts an open mic in Uptown.

Copyright © 2016 by Margaret Roncone

 

 

 

 

 

 

A.J. Huffman… Maudlin

 

Maudlin

Mood
descends
like curtains on a final
act of some Shakespearean
tragedy.
Heavy
is the feeling that echoes
as silence. Suffocating
darkness, verging on impenetrable. Shadows
of belligerent light seep through.
Remnants of hope, unreachable,
taunt eyes that long to become

accustomed to the dominant

gloom.

 

A.J. Huffman has published eleven solo chapbooks and one joint chapbook through various small presses. Her new full-length poetry collection, Another Blood Jet, is now available from Eldritch Press. She has another full-length poetry collection, A Few Bullets Short of Home, scheduled for release in Summer 2015, from mgv2>publishing. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee, and has published over 2000 poems in various national and international journals, including Labletter, The James Dickey Review, Bone Orchard, EgoPHobia, and Kritya. She is also the founding editor of Kind of a Hurricane Press. http://www.kindofahurricanepress.com

Copyright © 2016 by A.J. Huffman