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Published Poets - Out of Our poetry magazine

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Poets who have been published in Out of Our. Joan R. Brady. Susana H. Case. Norman E.Harris, Jr. Michael D. Hoy. Henry T. Lee. Jesse S. Mitchell. Philip T. Nails. Sheryl L. Nelms. Richard King Perkins II. Peter Sherburn-Zimmer Lucille Gang Shulklapper. John Sierpinski Stephanie Silvia. Jake St. John. Ratty St. John. Meri St. Mary. 1288 Columbus Ave #216. San Francisco, CA 94133-1302.

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The LANALOGUE: June 2010

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Tuesday, June 1, 2010. Post-Mortem Notes on Lost by The Boys. We would like to say thanks to everyone who has dug our little lost words. This has been so much fun. Also, ten big thanks to Lana…and Hashem. But what the F was really up with Dharma? Ruben cried like a little girl when Jack saw the plane fly over the Island and then his eye closes. Kleenex time. Lots of pacing. Ruben called his folks and told them he loved them. Ryan prayed. But what about everything else? The Lost Boys think the Purgatory l...

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Paula Claire, Online Professor of Poetry

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MY LIFE IN POETRY. Entries January 2010 onwards. Scroll down for LATEST NEWS. I've been invited to present a range of my songs, sound and visual poems, all for 'responsive voices' at the venue where I gave my first public reading in November 1969. I count this event as my Celebration of Forty Years of Performance and will publish 25 Selected Poems 1961-2010: W. ONDERS at it. This will be on sale in MY SHOP on my website. The Organiser David Miller kindly introduced me on the web and at the event as.

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Coyote Blood: What's Your 20?

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Poetry, prose, lies, mistakes, music, girls, visions and everything. I will write a poem tonight. Ten years from now. On a night where we will laugh. It's hard times and. The telephone is funny;. No one sends letters no more. I gotta let it go. And hit the route. In hips and grass,. But who the hell knows. I am just a man. Today will be gone,. Just a memory,. And we will have new email addresses. But the same lips for kissing. I ain't shaving my beard. A day's pay went a long way. Is what we will say.

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Coyote Blood: Hey Snake

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Poetry, prose, lies, mistakes, music, girls, visions and everything. I see you sitting there. In that old arm chair. West of the sky. And the reasons why. Why do you come for me. With venom and time? Back this creative bar serving craveable food in an environment focused on craft and community. Buy the New Montreal Book! The Kyle Morton Memorial Fund. Buy the Squid Book! The Ghost of the Wooden Squid. Like Coyote Blood on Facebook. Werds and What Not. Jorge Garcia's Further Dispatches. Oops, Wrong Person.

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Coyote Blood: Poem

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Poetry, prose, lies, mistakes, music, girls, visions and everything. Do you remember that time. We meat Keanu Reeves. The three of us drank beers. And talked about Point Break. Keanu bought blow,. And then we went back. He didn't even do any of the yak. He kept washing his face. In my kitchen and bathroom,. But refused a towel,. Just letting the water. Drip onto his shirt. Back this creative bar serving craveable food in an environment focused on craft and community. Buy the New Montreal Book! Stephanie ...

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Coyote Blood: start a party

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Poetry, prose, lies, mistakes, music, girls, visions and everything. To be a poem. Of regret and flesh. But I can barely take care. Back this creative bar serving craveable food in an environment focused on craft and community. Buy the New Montreal Book! The Kyle Morton Memorial Fund. Buy the Squid Book! The Ghost of the Wooden Squid. Like Coyote Blood on Facebook. Werds and What Not. Jorge Garcia's Further Dispatches. These Thoughts Are Why I Have No Friends. Chief Big Man Speaks. Out and About in NYC.

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Coyote Blood: Instantiate

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Poetry, prose, lies, mistakes, music, girls, visions and everything. Go uptown on the 6 train. Get off at 96th and Lexington Avenue. Walk to 95th and First in the rain. Where I will be outside waiting for you. Back this creative bar serving craveable food in an environment focused on craft and community. Buy the New Montreal Book! The Kyle Morton Memorial Fund. Buy the Squid Book! The Ghost of the Wooden Squid. Like Coyote Blood on Facebook. Werds and What Not. Jorge Garcia's Further Dispatches. Encore B...

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Coyote Blood: Cap Gun Lechery

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Poetry, prose, lies, mistakes, music, girls, visions and everything. Stubborn ideas in Bushwick. Back when I was part of parties. Not good just bad jaw. Chill slut shoes blues. For I was born to lose. Because I am a fool for love. Too aware of tongue. Vast L train fucked. We could fire the tomorrow. And hire a new one. And fuck a poet. Back this creative bar serving craveable food in an environment focused on craft and community. Buy the New Montreal Book! The Kyle Morton Memorial Fund. Werds and What Not.

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The LANALOGUE: The Lost Boys (by Ryan and Ruben)

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Thursday, February 11, 2010. The Lost Boys (by Ryan and Ruben). Throughout our 1500ish-year friendship, the Lost Boys have only disagreed over two things: the musical brilliance of Pearl Jam and this week’s episode of Lost. Ryan loves Pearl Jam, Ruben hates them. Ryan hated this week’s episode of Lost, Ruben loved it. Ryan is a man of science. Ruben is a man of faith. And, honestly, Kate doesn’t do much in this episode, except run in all sorts of directions. Did anyone see how Miles looked at him?