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 Fathom 1984

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Poetry

Babila Mutia
Margaret Snyder (3)
Lex Gigeroff
Nicola Young
Paul Deagle (2)
Philip Graves
Sean Bedell (3)
Lynn Courtney
Amy R. McEwan
Sara Davina
John Mallon
H.M.
Patricia Boyle
dixie MacDonald (2)
Andrew Little (3)
Sophie Dessureault (2)
James Cranton
Christopher Aucoin
David Swick (2)

Prose

Giles Osborne

Artwork

Jane Mothersell

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David Swick

 

 

[I don’t respect]

I don’t respect
  cemeteries anymore.
Days were, I was
  silent in their midst,
  held my gaze low
  and softly stepped
  round molded graves.

But today, cemeteries
  have become material
  just dusty old stones
  and surburban-green grass.
Joggers jog through
  and spit on their paths.
I walk them evenings,
  savor the quiet.

Graveyards have recently
  become quite popular, actually
  for recreational purposes
There are more vital things to be afraid of.

 

Slaves

Outside your coffee window
There’s a people you don’t look to
In the heat their thoughts are elsewhere
As you sip your morning paper

    The snow has got you down
    You leave the world behind you
    Take 3 weeks cause you deserve to
    Lie in the sun and send postcards

Inside your cup of coffee
There’s a world held freeze-dried for you
Where men are worked to death by fifty
Picking beans to get you going

 

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