Grawlix Poetry

Issue 2: May

The support you've shown after just one issue is just insane. Thanks! I'm brushing up on my photography, getting eyes your poetry, everybody's pretty much winning. Well done everybody! Feel free to post links to your deviantart/ whatever creative website pages in the comments section if you have similar ideas to share.

Regarding the poem selection, we created a dreamscape from surreal pieces expressing an eerie stream of consciousness. We won't necessarily do this every time, but it certainly worked out beautifully for us this time around. Enjoy and tell your friends!

Salvation

By Ronald Ray

Open window, fog seeps in; television

color dances, lamplight struggles to

make this place look like more than

a memory but fails

In a sideways, backwards world that

should be in black-and-white, r&b plays
Papers folded upon the kitchen table,

books in the living room, magazines;
all whispering, none shouting,

sleepy grey fog slipping

I gave up ash for Lent, wore a clown mask to church

and howled; it was the wrong church.

I was only dreaming, I think,

but there were no constellations

to console in the roofless sky

I walked back to my sideways house

and watched TV without sound.
(Remember to check all the closets.)

(Ignore the fog.)

Your voice on the phone sounds like salvation.

Single Line

Curvy Line

Toxic Waste Barrel

Uneasy Lump

Barley Street Tavern (Open Mic fav in Benson area)

Walkway on Dodge

New Trees

Under an Overpass

Siren

By Valentina Cano

A voice the color
of a chalkboard rings out,
greeting me at the door.
I don’t know whose it is.
Or why it thrums
with such violence through me.
I just want it to stop.
Pause where it is,
crystal tinkling in the air,
a breath away from smashing.

From Morning Til' Night

Lake By Graveyard

Stretch

Fuchsia Alley

Please Don't Get Mugged.

Cafe

Princess Peach

The Circle Of Life

By Ricky Garni

In my dream the piano keys

were teardrops

that gave me nightmares

because they sounded

more like vibraphones.

I didn’t mind the teardrops.

But vibraphones make me cry

real piano keys that sound like

piano keys and I don’t know

where to put them or what

they should sound like.

Horse O' Clock

Like Passover

Suspension Bridges Look Like Transparent Mountains

Poem Wheel

Happy Putty Picnic Poem

Death In A Box

O! Yeah! (We have these O! sculptures about everywhere).

I Do Not Own A Lonely Dog
By Ricky Garni

Some people say that dogs
make you less lonely.
But all the dogs that I have owned
were so lonely.
I shouldn’t admit this,
but I am not a very good companion.
People say that. Too often, I feel. Clearly, I should not own a dog,
for the sake of the dog.
But if my dogs could talk,
they wouldn’t say that.
They would never say that.
It doesn’t matter if it’s true.

Dogs are fiercely loyal.
Even the loneliest of dogs
would rather die than be disloyal.
Actually, lonely dogs
like to die all the time.