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2014

MAD WATCH | SOLD

Any idea what is  the fastest growing product for sale in the world right now? Oil? Coffee? Corn?

No. It’s children.

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At last . . . .

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Notebooks | 2016

Rest in Peace, Jack O’H

WINGS

 1997 – 2016

 

 

KINGDOM ANIMALIA

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When I get the call about my brother,
I’m on a stopped train leaving town
& the news packs into me—freight—
though it’s him on the other end
now, saying finefine—

Forfeit my eyes, I want to turn away
from the hair on the floor of his house
& how it got there Monday,
but my one heart falls
like a sad, fat persimmon
dropped by the hand of the Turczyn’s old tree.

I want to sleep. I do not want to sleep. See,

one day, not today, not now, we will be gone
from this earth where we know the gladiolas.
My brother, this noise,
some love [you] I loved
with all my brain, & breath,
will be gone; I’ve been told, today, to consider this
as I ride the long tracks out & dream so good

I see a plant in the window of the house
my brother shares with his love, their shoes. & there
he is, asleep in bed
with this same woman whose long skin
covers all of her bones, in a city called Oakland,
& their dreams hang above them
a little like a chandelier, & their teeth
flash in the night, oh, body.

Oh, body, be held now by whom you love.
Whole years will be spent, underneath these impossible stars,
when dirt’s the only animal who will sleep with you
& touch you with
its mouth.

Aracelis Girmay | Fishouse

Juana Olga Barrios | Un Signo Tuyo, 2007

TRULY MADLY SUNDAY

 

LEMONADE

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The most disrespected woman in America is the black woman. The most unprotected person in America is the black woman. The most neglected person in America is the black woman.

 

SO MUCH DEPENDS UPON

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the blonde woman who drops a potato

in the supermarket parking lot where it rolls

beneath the 89 Dodge Ram with rust patches

near the left rear fender from contact with

too much road salt during the winter of 91

which was actually one of the mildest on record

though the driver tends to remember it

as the season he was fired from his job

at the aluminum window factory where

he had worked for nearly sixteen years

without promotion as he shifts into reverse

and backs over the potato which squishes

as softly as a dream’s last breath and leaves

slick asphalt for the lot boy to slip on

as he pushes a train of shopping carts

and sprains his lumbar vertebrae just

days before he is scheduled to leave

for basic training to become the cool

killing machine he’s always craved

but will now have to settle for someday

making assistant produce manager

and marrying a girl he almost loves just

as the blonde woman finds herself

one potato short with dinner guests

ringing the doorbell.

Tom Chandler | Toy Firing Squad

Juana Olga Barrios ::  Generosity | 2015

MAD MISSIVES

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PRINCE | The Serenity Prayer  {this is for you, Spencer} + 4 videos + Slate + KissGet Off

I ♥ SOPHIE GAMAND | I  ♥ pit bulls even more

PULITZER FOR PUBLIC SERVICE| Seafood from Slaves

HUMANITARIANS | The World’s Emergency Room

MAD WATCH | The Girlfriend Experience

illustration | BOB STAAKE

RIP, MY SWEET PRINCE

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I am so grateful I saw you recently, up close and personal, at The Fabulous Forum in Inglewood, where I saw you for the first time in the 80’s. THANK YOU for accompanying me through college in a way no one else did, and everywhere else along my winding path. Broken-hearted. 4ever in my heart and soul you’ll be.

 

You don’t have to be beautiful
To turn me on
I just need your body baby
From dusk till dawn
You don’t need experience
To turn me out
You just leave it all up to me
I’m gonna show you what it’s all about
You don’t have to be rich
To be my girl
You don’t have to be cool
To rule my world
Ain’t no particular sign I’m more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your
Kiss