May 16-22, 2005: Lori Romero and Mike Daily

week of May 16-22, 2005



Lori Romero and Mike Daily


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Lori Romero
lori@tarecords.com

Bio (auto)

Lori Romero is a published poet and fiction writer, and served as Artistic Director of Friends & Artists Theatre Ensemble in Los Angeles She currently resides in Santa Fe, New Mexico
Ms Romero’s first chapbook, Wall to Wall, was recently published by Finishing Line Press Her short story, Strange Saints, was a semifinalist in the Sherwood Anderson Fiction Award and her recent screenplay was a finalist in the Hollywood Symposium Her poetry and short stories have been published in journals which include Citizen 32, Quercus Review, Plum Biscuit, Mystic River Review, Edgar Literary Magazine, Moxie Magazine, Poetry Motel, Mobius, Pebble Lake Review, Manzanita Quarterly, and Branches
Visit Lori on the web here: http://tarecords.com/loriromero.html

The following work is Copyright © 2005, and owned by Lori Romero and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

The Purple Popeye

Brett, four-time marble champion,
owner of legions of small stone spheres,
his booty at the bottom of a backpack,
walks to school,
crunching through fall leaves,
the color of gold and red
cat’s eye shooters Pumpkins smile

from fence posts A cold wind
nips heels like a sheep dog
corralling him to a gray building
where bright buses belch children
out on hopscotched sidewalks The playground

becomes the diamond district, drawstring
bags pulled from pockets as eager eyes
set upon Clearies, Aggies, Pee Wees, and Rainbows Faces with traces of milk mustaches and smelling
of cinnamon oatmeal crowd together as
Slags clack like casino chips Fierce bidding
drives some to financial ruin; others
amass wealth in grubby fists The new boy,

dressed in the wrong clothes, Levi’s too pressed,
tie tight around a skinny chicken neck, Adam’s apple
jumping up and down like a prodded frog,
places his only property in the center of the ring A Purple Popeye agate, once belonging to his grandpa A honeycomb of color in clear glass The Hope Diamond
never received such ecstatic oohs and aahs It is over

in a single shot from Brett’s Blue Swirl, which resembles
a whale in a white foam sea A wave
of admirers carry Brett to class Alone,
the new boy slumps on library steps,
perfectly shaped shimmering orbs,
roll down the contour of his cheek
Originally published in Lotus Blooms


Metamorphosis

I carry your tiny frame to the tub

Water –
alien to you,
when only a short time ago
you were amphibious,
wriggling
like a fish behind a floodgate

A forced
separation
pulled you
from a mermaid sleep

Dark eyes now watch
indigo liquid
perform
a Balinese
trance dance
around fat goose legs

surreptitiously
stealing
part of you
away

Originally published in Zillah, Volume 3, Issue 4


Mike Daily
mickogradylives@hotmail.com

Bio

Mike Daily earned his B.A degree in English from California State University of Northridge in 1998; his genre-bending novel *Valley* appeared the same year Daily founded one of the most influential freestyle bike riding teams on the East Coast in 1985 and for ten years he edited BMX magazines based in Southern California Publishing credits include editing the STOVEPiPER anthology (1994), contributing unusual footnotes to *A Common Pornography* by Kevin Sampsell (2002), and completing a second novel titled *As Is* (forthcoming from Almighty, 2006) He frequently performs his work around Portland, Oregon, as leader of the freestyle fiction/novelist experimental band Mick O’Grady Trio.

The following work is Copyright © 2005, and owned by Mike Daily and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

The Farm

.for Raymond Federman

the farm is côte grillon
the farm is kinda laid back
the farm is a human scale
the farm is an intentional
the farm is good for everyone
the farm is not a boot camp
[LIKE FORT BRAGG?]
the farm is situated near the top
the farm is an educational facility
the farm is the closed herd
the farm is a livestock enterprise
the farm is open for u
the farm is sponsored
[http://www.fc2.org]
the farm is not about running other players
.out of business
the farm is to generate income
the farm is certified organic
the farm is biodynamically managed
the farm is in a flurry
the farm is a modern post
the farm is no longer in operation
the farm is one of the most honest and
.unrelenting examinations of what it is
.to be hooked
the farm is fenced
the farm is a wonderful place to grow up
the farm is set in the tarantula district
the farm is nestled on the edge of a valley
the farm is the ultimate reference book for
.the millions of americans interested in
.moving to the country
the farm is coordinated by dr
the farm is such a fascinating and unique
.enterprise
the farm is a wonderful program
the farm is ninety percent native bushland
the farm is wonderful
the farm is your whole life
the farm is mostly an arable unit
the farm is completed
the farm is not a place for chores

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