Yesterday I had two poems published in issue 14 of Nostrovia Press’s Fuck Art Let’s Dance. The following are excerpts from each.
And what is pregnancy to me but being consumed by the dreams of some other machine?
-from “Being Ready”
Mostly I remember the swimming pool full of trash, the padlock on the refrigerator, and the shimmery pieces of paper stuck to the walls.
Be sure to check out the rest of the issue. There are some stunning pieces of work from all contributors. F.A.L.D. is a treasure.