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Cerebral Contents:
Update for 05.13.08:
Male Model by Phil Doran
Set to Replay by Willie Smith
Backsliding by Cynthia Ruth Lewis
Tree by G. David Schwartz
05.05.08:
Disintegration by Don Hucks
Five Feet and Building by Joel Van Noord
Grocery Aisle by Richard Lighthouse
Cross the Road by Ashok Niyogi
04.29.08:
Lookalikes by Phil Doran
Dinner by Brandi Wells
The Modern Covenant by Daniel E. Wilcox
Death by Onions by Michael Frissore
04.21.08:
Future's Children by Kimberly Raiser
Identity Theft by George Anderson
The Datists by Adam Engel
A Great Deal of Money by Justin Hyde
04.14.08:
Mr. Papaya and Dale by Eric Suhem
California by Caroline Imreibe
Aftermath of Vehement Argument #1,068 by Cynthia Ruth Lewis
Trip-Hammer Vitality by Lisa Nickerson
04.07.08:
The Florence of Basel, or Why Readers of Nietzsche Need to Read Burckhardt by Jeff Crouch
Slideshow by Miles J. Bell
Friends of the Poet by Sean C. Bowen
Picture Perfect by Leah Baldwin
03.24.08:
The Streak by Jeremy Hendrix
Grab Your Butts by Emme Hor
Far Away by Ashok Niyogi
Staring Down a White-Tailed Doe by Aleathia Drehmer
03.17.08:
The Hairbrush by Vernard Kennedy
Dog Days of Winter by Niall Berkeley
Poem From My Grave by Michael Lee Johnson
Mashed Potatoes and Hamburgers by Matt Finney
03.10.08:
Hard Work by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
Jetty Cake Pigs by J.D. Nelson
I'm Quiet in Bed by Moctezuma Johnson
Tequila Shakes by Richard Lighthouse |
Dream House
by Christopher Barnes
Up Longbenton stairs I paddle. Hooker's green, complexion of sea, sheen
of bottles, chroma under leaves shaking at the skylight, slick paintwork.
Number 27, letterbox midriff, dull would-be silver, two twists to admittance.
Joel said he had been seized by devils. Sage and mushroom horror-heads
fell pell-mell clamouring about his ears. Paper irk-notes, ten thousand
dollars, run off in taunts, a blast, hell's discharge, each smeared furrow
burning on his throbbing brow.
Mercury, 36 million miles from sun-disc. Jesmond, walking range, sloped,
a constellation, warm comfort, books, posh capsized cadences alien to
the slush of Tyne. Just a visitor, unaccustomed to forenoons, nebulous
calm, cats parading Egyptian poses, hypnotic trickle, flower-bed tropical
fish tank, globular movements slowed.
At 4 a.m. it stood grandly, 2 acres. Skillfully hired help took it all
in hand, gliding a massive banister, an alchemy of patience, laying fully-fitted
kali like experienced choux chefs, juggling superbly bits, bobs. Radiant
sunlight filtered through milk-spun curtains; I woke to a rattle, the
cheap alarm, grabbed a quick coffee, went to sign on.
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Christopher Barnes won a Northern
Arts writer's award in 1998. He's read at Newcastle's famous Morden Tower
and the Proudwords Lesbian and Gay Writing Festival. His collection Lovebites
was published by Chanticleer Press in 2005. He is currently working on
a radio programme for Web FM, as well as a collaborative art and literature
project called How Gay Are Your Genes, for The Hatton Gallery,
Newcastle University. In May 2006 he had a solo art/poetry exhibition
at The
People's Theatre. His BBC webpage can be found here.
posted 04.23.07.
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