Editors' Notes

Maria Damon and Michelle Greenblatt
Jim Leftwich and Michelle Greenblatt
Sheila E. Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt

A Visual Conversation on Michelle Greenblatt's ASHES AND SEEDS with Stephen Harrison, Monika Mori | MOO, Jonathan Penton and Michelle Greenblatt

Letters for Michelle: with work by Jukka-Pekka Kervinen, Jeffrey Side, Larry Goodell, mark hartenbach, Charles J. Butler, Alexandria Bryan and Brian Kovich

Visual Poetry by Reed Altemus
Poetry by Glen Armstrong
Poetry by Lana Bella
A Eulogic Poem by John M. Bennett
Elegic Poetry by John M. Bennett
Poetry by Wendy Taylor Carlisle
A Eulogy by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Joel Chace
A Spoken Word Poem and Visual Art by K.R. Copeland
A Eulogy by Alan Fyfe
Poetry by Win Harms
Poetry by Carolyn Hembree
Poetry by Cindy Hochman
A Eulogy by Steffen Horstmann
A Eulogic Poem by Dylan Krieger
An Elegic Poem by Dylan Krieger
Visual Art by Donna Kuhn
Poetry by Louise Landes Levi
Poetry by Jim Lineberger
Poetry by Dennis Mahagin
Poetry by Peter Marra
A Eulogy by Frankie Metro
A Song by Alexis Moon and Jonathan Penton
Poetry by Jay Passer
A Eulogy by Jonathan Penton
Visual Poetry by Anne Elezabeth Pluto and Bryson Dean-Gauthier
Visual Art by Marthe Reed
A Eulogy by Gabriel Ricard
Poetry by Alison Ross
A Short Movie by Bernd Sauermann
Poetry by Christopher Shipman
A Spoken Word Poem by Larissa Shmailo
A Eulogic Poem by Jay Sizemore
Elegic Poetry by Jay Sizemore
Poetry by Felino A. Soriano
Visual Art by Jamie Stoneman
Poetry by Ray Succre
Poetry by Yuriy Tarnawsky
A Song by Marc Vincenz

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Two Poems by Brenton Booth

Beyond Death

after he committed suicide that morning
everybody started talking about him,
which wasn't so unusual, though now
rather than putting him down they spoke
emotionally and caringly. it was amazing.
in the space of a few hours he had gone
from the most hated and unwanted
person at school, to someone that
everybody loved. i really couldn't
understand it. even now, after he had
split himself open like a breakfast eggshell—
their words were still wrong.

She Sang on National T.V

I watch the rain cut through the sky like kamikaze razors
and my stomach is empty and screaming though I can't eat
and I think about the girl last Saturday night chasing away
the other girls from me "HE'S MY BOYFRIEND!!!" she yelled
at a blonde who kissed me without even an introduction—
though come Monday wouldn't even answer a phone call.
she is so much stronger than me—truly heartless. and the
rain continues to slice through the helplessly wounded sky
and I am lost for direction on this Wednesday afternoon
ageing but no wiser        the omniscient poet        fooled again.

Brenton Booth is a writer of poetry and prose. He resides in Sydney, Australia. Work of his has appeared in lots of great publications, that can be found by Googling his name.

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