NOÖ Weekly that Joseph Massey put together back in April. Here we go trying to atone with an announcement (love it again all over again), a list of the stunning folks Joe got poems from (Rae Armantrout, Lily Brown, John Coletti, Andrew Hughes, Aubrie Marrin, Jason Mitchell, Jess Mynes, John Phillips, Anthony Robinson, Shannon Tharp, Mark Truscott, and Magdalena Zurawski) and this collage poem put together with lines from this decadent forest of a NOÖ Weekly installment:
LENS INDUCTION OF GASOLINE FROM NORTHERN LIGHTS TO LORD KING BIRD OF NEW FANGLESSNESS THAT FEEDS THE UNCEASING POLAR BEARS IN A REAGAN ERA FANZINE ON A LARGE WALL THAT BRANCHES INTO A FUTURE WHERE ONLY DEATH IS ABSTRACTED
Carrying plastic buckets,
a less watery me. Forgot
is this Candyland? Let go.
I’m no stranger to these
theories. Husk of brown light
over the world, your body unevenly,
and you have to constantly lean into it.
Coin toss of self consciousness.
Like belief in God demotes the devil
to a supporting role. Getting high on mimeo
fluid to forget homecoming this hurt, love’s form
affirmed. The word world a wood door and the singing
was not without spirit.