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Brand New Dress * Dream Now Breed

By PMPope

A - brand new dress

some rose petals

sunset on the sky

'..treat me liKe some dumb chick..'

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Shaman Commuter

By Daniel Y. Harris

The city is bone

wolf eyes

see over bone-bridge

under bone-skies  

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Theomorph

By Daniel Y. Harris

Stripped of skin

robed

in methamphetamine

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Cruising the Mission for hookers with the Buddha and Billy

By Hunter Austin

Turning left onto Capp from 16th riding south

in my splotchy green Dodge Valiant

dents and peeling chrome bumpers

rust underneath

looking for love  

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New Mother

By April Nieuwsma

It’s either the blood or the baby

that moves, she thought.

I can distinguish the blood,

but not the baby.

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We Walked So High

By Ashok Niyogi

they brushed us by

those sinful stars

they threw darkness at us

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Stick it to The Man

By Bruce Machado

Vote him out of office,

If you can.

He’s the diabolical scumbag of the season

The evil genius who has mind controlled

The weather of reality

Bringing you endless Charlie Brown clouds

To darken your days.  

Rant

My First Night with Star Craft

By S. Woan

The game of love.

Rhyme

Eternity is either a very long time or

a very short time

By David Livingston Fore

So there I am walking along

Market street minding my own business  

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Feminine

By Bryan Stillman

Getting used to the water

Is a lifelong pursuit.

Staring out from a glass bottom boat

Turns my feelings into glistening pieces of clear fruit.

Rant

Torched Off

By Joshua Citrak

SF's running of the Olympic flame makes everyone a “winner.”

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On Fillmore Street, 2008

By Meg Pokrass

She strides

through the city

with her Labradoodle,

hair in a retro sixties cut,

cell phone plugged in her ears,

ergonomic leather backpack.

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Coast

By Katie M. Stence

There are mission grasses flying out to burning midlands,

ohlone wives turning their already swallowed heads.

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The Poodle Poems

By Shana Mahaffey

I did not mourn when I heard you were dead

fat lifeless body lost.

I celebrated remembering years ago

I wanted to squash your squat body

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Tender Loined Brothers

By Gerard Sarnat

Steel glass high-rise commercial huzzah

now near flaccid post business climax,

undoing the uppermost button

of a snappy (may I say so myself?) powder blue Oxford shirt

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Slowing Down

By Hunter Austin

Every time I drive through the rainbow tunnel away from San Francisco

I think of my father’s commute and his sapphire blue Gran Torino Sport

accelerating out of the first banked curve

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Reed

By Bruce Machado

To achieve total passivity

Is almost the easiest thing one can imagine.

#1: Don’t fear dying unexpectedly

#2: Don’t fear dying painfully

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On the Street

By Jan Steckel

One of the weirdnesses of East Oakland living:

hanks of long straight black hair on the sidewalk,

as if the Virgin of Guadeloupe had manifested,

and then vanished in a puff of holy smoke,

leaving only her tresses as a relic.

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To the Canada geese that live in Oakland

By LeeAnn Pickrell

You’re supposed to migrate,

spend summers in Canada. Instead you’ve

settled in Oakland, here at our urban

saltwater lake where I perch on a picnic table

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San Jose, Just Like Home

By Michael Haeflinger

under the shadow

of the convention center

four teenagers, one girl

who looked like

dream girl for all the

artsy boys

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Fly Meditations

By Bruce Machado

It’s hard to be still enough

To meditate upon a rocky isthmus

With sand flies crawling on me

Tickling my shirtless skin