October 17th
Keith Raniere and Allison Mack poetry by Kristin Garth and Marisa Silva Dunbar
Kult Ken
by Kristin Garth
divides women and the men, considers
mind control at ten when he learns listen
is not the same as care. Schoolgirl Skippers
are chatty, everywhere, dripping poison
from lonely little tongues. Learns to use it against
them young. Can do it with a dad bod, sweat-
band, night volleyball game with lessons condensed —
marketing, pain. Boss Barbie in hand,
he will walk home tonight. Tomorrow she will
ask him before she takes a bite, now hungry
only for what she deserves. Holes he fills
before the next underhand serve where she
waits on bleachers for it to happen again —
molded obedient female companion.
The Introduction: November 14, 2006
by Marisa Silva Dunbar
We are now witnesses to the origin
—here is where he ensnares you.
You are mesmerized—girlish—giggly,
and desperate for your worth to be seen
by this man in a sweatband and kneepads.
We know it’s just a seedy facade. Some
of us have at one point, wanted to be
loved by a mediocre man
BURNING HOUSE PRESS 