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Discarded moments. Unfinished gestures. Lived in London. Resident of Sweden. Lives in Washington DC. In East Berlin before the wall fell. In Russia before glasnost. Jazz in Copenhagen. Switchblade in Paris. Lost in Helsinki. Bar fight in Auckland. Awake for 3 straight days in Reykjavik. Bored in Brussels. Green light in Amsterdam. Red light in Hamburg. And more... here, here, & here.
Josh Davis founded the first settlement on the shores of Delaware in the mid-1600's and immediately began mining the unpronouncable sound of quasi-explicit telephone magazine ads. Following a brief stint as a replacement Daren on Bewitched, Davis began exploring his artistic 'talents' door-to-door to rave reviews and the sporadic beer or turkey sandwich. The Muse and the Mechanism is his second book, following 2001's What Rough Peace. Visit josh here.
Kenneth Dawson was born during the Korean War in Wichita, Kansas and grew up in the Arkansas Ozarks through the end of Jim Crow and the upheaval of the Civil Rights movement. In 1969 at seventeen he enlisted in the military and did hitches in the Army and the Coast Guard. He was educated intermittently at a number of universities with a number of majors and escaped without a degree. He has worked as a surgery scheduler, admissions specialist, emergency room unit clerk, kennel assistant, aviary cleaner, newspaper reporter, editorial writer, editorial cartoonist, and columnist. On his second marriage, he has a song twenty-one and a daughter six.
Stephen Moran has had stories, articles and poems published in America, Britain and Ireland. He is alive and well and living in London. Visit him here.
"it was a dark and smarmy nightclub and i was born under the stage. i pulled myself up to the decorative spittoon for the first time at 3 1/2 months. at 7 i rode a stolen skateboard to the left bank and took a right left right. at 15 i joined bob's barbershop quintet and played the barber. this led to a refusal of the military service to accept me. at 27 i registered a win at a slot machine of $173 allowing me to buy a ticket to nouse, north dakota where i married many people as an internet degreed minister. i am currently undergoing but hope to rise soon and living in seattle. in lieu of good wishes please conact me at geniussokcs(at)yahoo.com to pledge a donation. if you are a bored rich woman, i'm witty, can be seen with, and fill tight spaces with occasional flourishes."
Blem Vide is an under funded self-scrutinizing word factory whose main job has been poetry management for the cryptic Babble On to Babylon art project exploding together over the desk of Adam the Atomic Scribbler of Curios Notes.
J. Tyler Blue lives in Baltimore Maryland where he loves to hang out with his seven year old son playing x-box and cooking in an easy bake oven with his five year old daughter. When not taking his kids to the Walters Art Museum or an O's game he can be found at any number of bars in Federal Hill, Canton, Fells Point, Mt. Vernon, or even the Inner Harbor. Visit him here.
Kim Göransson is the co-founder of the Mustard Bastard poetry collective, whatever now that means. He writes stuff. Verse-like things. Prose-like things. Some have been published. Here and there. Mostly there. He can be spotted on a sunny day alternately in Gothenburg, Sweden or in the mountains of rural Virginia, torn between landscapes and languages. 'Couplet' is his first collection of poetry.
stole your woman, your whiskey, your energy.
James Browning Kepple was born in Bartlesville Oklahoma. He considers Houston his home as
he moved to Deer Park Texas when he was 9.
A UT dropout he has lived and traveled in
europe for 2 years, toured the entire US
other then Ohio and Michigan, has bartended
in alaska, pasadena, and new york city
and barely made it out of portland maine
with a bag of longfellows warts
he'll gladly sleep
on your couch/subconsious/pelvic bone
somewhere in america near you
he can currently be found head in pint