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Thursday, January 5, 2012

l'amour, part 4

by gabrielle-jeanette perfidy

illustrated by rhoda penmarq

part four of seventy-eight

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part 5

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Observable Phenomena

Jesse S. Mitchell

The alterations of faith, murmuring their parts,
Locked quarantine inside each vacant chest,
Loudest when boastful but when humble they
Beat best.
They beat best.

‘Science is what makes this earth my playground, my friend.
Iodine, quinine as toxic as strychnine’
‘But not half as much fun…’
‘So thin, my God you have become so damned thin.’
‘Mars is in retrograde, guess you know what that means?’
‘Venus in the ascent?’
‘I’ll have to draw out your chart.’

I have hyenas and hyphens, old hymns hidden under my skin
Masquerading as bones, tendons and bones,
Laughing laughing bones…
Lithium in my veins, pale.

This jaguar walks down the streets of London,
Cheek full of betel nut and coca leaf.
By Darwinian increments becoming more and more human
(don’t you know me by my spots?)
I come from far away, far away from far flung flaming sun planet earth,
Planet earth,
But this is where I shall pursue thee through these alien fields of happiness.

The alterations of faith, murmuring their parts,
Locked quarantine inside each vacant chest,
Loudest when boastful but when humble they
Beat best.
It beats best.

l'amour, part 3

by gabrielle-jeanette perfidy

illustrated by rhoda penmarq

part three of seventy-eight

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part 4

variations on a theme

by horace p sternwall

illustrations by roy dismas

the first stanza is from an ozark folk song, "the hound dog song".

it was used as the campaign song of vice-presidential candidate champ clark in 1912.

for one set of complete lyrics, see here











every time i go to town
the boys keep kicking my dog around
even though he's just a hound
they got to stop kicking my dog around

every time i go to school
the teacher beats me with her rule
even though i'm just a fool
she's got to stop beating me with her rule

every time i go to sadie's
i get disrespected by the ladies
even though i may have rabies
i shouldn't get dumped on by those ladies




when i go down to the general store
pappy greets me with a snore
even though i'm just a bore
he ought to be too polite to snore

every time my birthday comes
i get myself a big steel drum
even though i'm just a bum
they got to listen when i beat my drum

every time i fall down drunk
i hit the sidewalk with a clunk
even though i'm not a monk
it feels much better when i'm drunk




Monday, January 2, 2012

l'amour, part 2

by gabrielle-jeanette perfidy

illustrated by rhoda penmarq

part two of seventy-eight

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part 3

tales of the hotel st crispian, chapter 41: "room 603"

by Horace P. Sternwall

edited by Dan Leo*

illustrated by konrad kraus

artistic supervisor: rhoda penmarq

*Ass’t Professor of Classics and Television Studies, Olney Community College; editor of Hail the Conquering Loser: Previously Uncollected Stories of Horace P. Sternwall, Vol.3 (1946-1950); Olney Community College Press, “The Sternwall Project”.
























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