solace
Europe lies
on a Swedish bed
with an
indecipherable name
a drunken
teen thrusts his membership
into her
wounded side
Donald Trump
is on television again,
this time as
the apprentice
somewhere
snow is filling divots,
on an
exclusive golf course, with Christmas
the snake
withdrawn at Standing Rock
coils like a
deadly turd
the mighty
dollar is down
but the
holiday lights are up
tomorrow the
kids will build a fort
the kid next
door is gonna pay
we’ve
dressed our bonhomme like a klansman
to melt in
effigy come spring
thirteen
days shy of solace
/scratch/
solstice
supply of
Leonard Cohen is down
but demand
for music is up
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your invitation:
tell me or show me one thing. it doesn’t have to be profound. it could be visual or written or a combo of both. it could be about your work; it could be an artefact or a glitch, a link to some film or tv show you’ve watched or a coffee place you like. it could be short or long. i’ll post it along with a link of your choice to your work or somewhere else. disclaimer: i might choose not to post if it doesn’t suit me.
your reward? send me your mailing address & i’ll send you something whimsical…
it’s dark out there this summer fall/winter [since the election of that motherfucker in the USA etc] ; i think we need an injection of whimsy / duende.
so fire away. svp. amanda at angelhousepress dot com
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