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The Lola Dads. by Pablo Tanguay

Thursday, August 13th, 2009

The following is a poetry excerpt from issue 33.1 (Spring 2009) of the cream city review. It appears on page 43.

THE LOLA DADS.
Pablo Tanguay

They stay at home. They carve
from plastic foam the os and as and glue
them to the ls the Lolas make the Lola
Moms carve before they leave for work. They paint
the Lolas pink, and ask the Lolas where
the Lolas want their Lolas hung. The Lolas
traipse about the house, and point to barren,
Lola-less space. They hang the Lolas there.
And then they stand a few feet back, and then
adjust the Lolas. And then, and only then
(because they are—the Lola Dads—less
than optimistic), they check the time. It’s only
1:01. The Lolas pine for more
Lolas. They’re asking Daddy, is there time?

Pistolera Recollections, by Luke Daly

Monday, August 10th, 2009

The following is a poetry excerpt from issue 33.1 (Spring 2009) of the cream city review. It appears on pages 150-1.

PISTOLERA RECOLLECTIONS
Luke Daly

After seeing a photo of me painting
a house I’ve never seen robin’s egg blue,

I aim to learn how memories persist or
perish so I ask the moon.

White moon utters its private,
dead-thing language and hangs

in blinking, beeping star fields
from a crumbling ribcage and harpsichord veins.

I’m planted in waiting for a return transmission.

Ten million lightyears away in the Sombrero Galaxy
a lunar translation has bloomed

but the translator speaks only in flowers
and the flowers refuse to speak—

There’s the bucket of yellow photos
of my aunts and of my cowboy boots

and of my aunts in yellow cowboy boots.

They’re drinking alligator wine.
They’re honking like men at football matches.

Shall I trust these photos too? I can almost
pluck each one; they float here in the waiting

room. But like a stone on my tongue
I cannot photosynthesize by toothlight.

I am part of this blind chromatic ritual
of light me up with beet dye,

light my chest for everyone to see.

Fall Issue 32.2 Out Now!

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

ART
David King – Danny Dutch
Aaron Crippen – Artist Statement, Bomber, and When I Grow Small

FICTION
Liz Prato – Astronomical Objects
John McDermott – Burden and Tinder
Randall Brown – Future Perfect Tense
Susan Robison – The Night Garden
Shelley Ettinger – John and Yoko and Rowena and Me
Lawrence Cady – Paradise, California

NONFICTION
Susan Sterling – Accidental Dog
Patti Hovarth – From All the Difference: A memoir of scoliosis

POETRY
B.J. Best – The Extended Forecast
Andrea L. Watson – Seven Reasons Why Frida Kahlo Is Found Alive and Well in Taos and Woman. Storm. Fish. Braid.
Kevin Carollo – Slower Forests and Refrigerator Heaven
Matt Zambito – Read My lips and Locusts
Gary Soto – Thinking Like Knut Hamsun and A Drive to the Foothills
Sara Wallace – You
Jen Bills – Holes
Michael Salcman – I Never Bent a Spoon or Stopped a Locomotive
Amelia Gray – From Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan Death Notices — 1887-1889
Sam Byfield – Borderlands
Lilah Hegnauer – Mapleton Hill and Body Moving Like a Broad Stitch in Linen
Emily Perez – Home and Interview With the Thief
Lara Frankena – Reading a Second-Hand Brautigan in the Bathtub and Gentleness in the Toolshed
Melisa Cahnmann-Taylor – Recalls Due To Violation of Lead Paint Standard
Robbie Q. Telfer – Dear Facial Oils
Marilyn McCabe – Eve on the Edge
Christi Clancy – Steps to Plan
Alison Powell – New Hymn and Detestande Feritatis
Abby Gambrel – The Breakup
Margaret MacInnis – Family Snapshot
Hildred Crill – From the Smallest, Farthest Island of the Archipelago
Jennifer Perrine – Portrait of My Mother as a Kitchen Utensil
Devin Becker – A Poem Translated . . .
Changxin Fang – Adam and Eve
Keith Montesano – Poem To Jess in Maine in the Song of the Great Black-Backed Gulls
Karen Holmberg – All This Fits in the Palm of Your Hand
Erika Mueller – Gretel