by Clark Coolidge
It’s Giordano Bluto! is a wild read and a humdinger of a book. It’s bright and dark and everything in between. Always a welcome event to have a new work by Clark Coolidge.
— Peter Gizzi, author of Archeophonics
A Window In Time
Waterchew it was but we were too late
quite open even to torment desire to notch
I was older then and listening to stories
put that boot down we’ve been bad together
the only way it can be held? God’s leaky desk?
made me marry on stilts a tiny mother!
but there’s a lull in my politics what’s to understand?
the weather is terrible in here it’s like peeing
through a shotgun neither can the player
sound like a theremin or the opening of an umbrella
and I’ve seen some bad sulfur the hillsides going
skulls appearing why I’ll be a wrecker of linens
try the aft port that’s how these stories come out
the Japanese word for dream is gone
Edition of 50, hand numbered