Whirlwind Records Sampler Tracklist: A Response
1. as if reprogramming were possible
2. crisis sounds no slackening
3. stable bass in its old scrape
4. looms thin as royalty
5. an unconvincing radio show
6. this party only happens in code
7. spring signs itself slow
8. marks breaks in hard waves
9. majestic extinction’s wingbeats
10. up the monotone slopes
11. only shapes are glorious
12. calling once and once and once
13. our angles flee and reconfigure
14. beneath a broad belly of green
15. shape hopes to a low horn
16. the re-education in opposition
17. held between dim hands
Shuffle as required
Tumbling down the rabbit hole, lights out
And I remember I am not my mother —
Arms out straight in this darkness, the switch
Is a brutal one: on/off sane/insane
The voice I hear belongs to a stranger
She is a lonely angel; how have I never
Accepted her? Each night: a knife to her
Throat; each day… a gloss veneer Continue reading “Breathing Underwater by Amanda McLeod and Elisabeth Horan”
Inspired by Salvador Dalí’s illustrations for ‘Alice in Wonderland’.
Call up your dead ones,
let ‘em know where they buried their bones,
shit isn’t meant to be,
just manifest what is into being,
muster up the strength to leave the apartment,
anxiety used to be hell without drugs,
now we’re walking clean, clean, clean and clean with meaning,
pretentious former addicts pissing off the weekend warrior drunks who want to piss the bed in peace.
All the apples of the family tree
convinced they’re not as rotten as me,
drink yourself under the table
playing footsie with sobriety.
I’ve been to Europe loads of times and it has a lot to offer.
I’ve been to Venice and Paris, been skiing once but it hurt and was expensive.
I’ve been down the Algarve, classier than the Spanish resorts.
There’s a lot in Europe to recommend; food, especially in Italy.
Only a liar would claim pizza hasn’t become a teatime staple,
And I know it’s giant cheese on toast with ketchup, but it’s better than that makes it sound.
I eat a plate of pasta most weeks, sauce out the jar, on the hob ten minutes, easy.
The Italians do food well, but it’s sad most of the world thinks they do it better than us.
Is a pizza or a pie and mash better on a wet winter’s night?
I’d hit anyone who tried to give me salad instead of stew in the lake district, our North.
An Invention p.20, 2019, ink and pastel on paper.
Continue reading “Three pages from An Invention by Brian Baker”
MARIAH CAREY
the year is 3045
the sky has been black for like 48 hours straight
when I look outside the birds are always singing
of never-ending wars
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HOMEWORK
There’s a stray cat outside meowing like
where’s this promised party
suddenly i’m so disconnected from everything
my tweets are like deleting as i tweet them
BURNING HOUSE PRESS 