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Poetry Corner






In space, no one can hear you scream

I opened my ears and the stars came down
speakers of languages I once called exotic
     but now call data
streamed like a starfield
     across reams and pages
          of luminescent notebooks

howled
     (like so many monstrous experiments)
          the Ancient Breath of Dissertation
and sighed a degree into being.

By degrees, I pass from this starfield to the next,
     the ancient howling, dying, mutely speaking a deeper horror:
the revision.

--Keith W. Slater





Obituary: Lucas Carl Hayfield--Dave Fleck
Call for Papers
SpecGram Vol CXLVIII, No 3 Contents