Undead Darlings #3
 Phone lines – from the apps, journals, notebooks of

 
Notes for the essay that would become “When Ghosts Have Gone.”

Notes for the essay that would become “When Ghosts Have Gone.”

Brian Kornell

The people who swallow darkness.

Travel back to talk to the ghost of the boy I once was.

I’m not under any illusion this is more than a weekend.

And it is revealed that she was once a vampire, the reincarnation of one, so part of her was always a vampire even if she didn’t always know it. It was in her blood.

The failure of distance. 

When the ghosts have gone.

What does it feel like when a man sinks his teeth into you?

The overhead speakers beeped and then crackled with static as it does when a CTA employee is about to make an announcement. But no voice came through. Just the static and a click before repeating. It did this 3 times in a row. I wish I had been listening closer. This is sometimes how ghosts communicate. But you have to be really listening to understand what they are trying to tell you.

lines for a poem I never wrote/haven't yet written. I found them in a Note on my phone titled "Morningside Heights."

lines for a poem I never wrote/haven't yet written. I found them in a Note on my phone titled "Morningside Heights."

Eloisa Amezcua

She holds the book but she
doesn't know how to read
with him standing over her
like that. She turns the pages,
placing and replacing the bookmark

Because after my trip to DC, I tossed this journal into a bookshelf and there it sat until I reached for it today.

Because after my trip to DC, I tossed this journal into a bookshelf and there it sat until I reached for it today.

Kelli Russell Agodon

Because I have no idea where my hotel is in this city, I trust you.

Because the creative salad is nowhere in my dictionary

and the place where your father left a flower for a dying woman

is nowhere on my map, I believe we are heading the right direction. 

Lincoln added the black silk band as a mourning band for his son, Willie.

Someone found a Marie Antoinette earring. 

Religion is the human response to being alive & having to die. (So is art.)

There's something to be said for good karma.

In the back of a cab, we were friends once.
 

Whitman wrote a wonderful little poem addressed to Jesus Christ. The lines I've provided were lyrics to a song I never finished –trying to reproduce this same intimacy between the two men.

Whitman wrote a wonderful little poem addressed to Jesus Christ. The lines I've provided were lyrics to a song I never finished –trying to reproduce this same intimacy between the two men.

PJ Sauerteig

Two men sit down to eat:
"Jesus," said Walt Whitman,
"It's nice that we get this time;
I've been so busy writing and walking
Through rivers and meadows at night."

Then Jesus said, "Walt, 
I know what you mean. 
I've been doing a lot of the same, 
And founding this world religion
Takes up a good amount of my time."

 

from distinct, very, very different pages in a notebook I kept from 2013-2016.

from distinct, very, very different pages in a notebook I kept from 2013-2016.

Raena Shirali

"but what are we / without our secrets? there were diamonds / on his knuckles & a slow song / stuck in my head."

"It is true since winter / I haven't seen your ghost around."

"the body dreams it can / move, wakes--"

"he says i can have it all, the whole
mess of planets & burnt up airs. he says this
while pickpocketing me, the Roman
fountains bearing apathetic witness, the coins
i so dearly polished dropping one by one
out of my open hands"

"my heart & my heart, the ocean / & the rest of it, the blood / & the bright"

"we were young for so long, so full / of needles that decade"

Notes on my son going to Magic: The Gathering tournament, 11/30/2012.

Notes on my son going to Magic: The Gathering tournament, 11/30/2012.

Robert Wilder

London lost his tooth.

Guy in slipknot shirt, floppy pinstripe top hat nightmare, tim burton movie, KISS boots with huge platforms, chain-to-wallet deal.

Hipster in minor league baseball cap, ribbed sweater, high tops.

Young kids in “warning: extremely annoying” and other novelty t-shirts.

One woman, one boy who looks like a girl, lots of glasses.

Guy going through a box of Warhammer figures, buys a mag called White Dwarf & reads in La-z-boy

DCI #?

Guy looks like James Mercer in a black Members Only jacket.

“Drafters! I have your seating!”

“(Name), seat three!”

People holding boxes, cases, mats.

Kid on the phone trying to explain to his mother how to use the DVD player.

Monster drinks.

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cut from a poem I am positive will never get published, titled "Murrelet." It's too... sentimental. 

cut from a poem I am positive will never get published, titled "Murrelet."
It's too... sentimental. 

Hannah Lee Jones

Heave then struggle then thrash until you don’t
the body’s wager with gravity
 
what is known to you abandoned in all that descending
into the ocean’s arms
its labored breathing
its unpromised wilderness

in spite of all things
you young and flightless
in spite of all things long may you wave

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"Survival Mode," an unedited poem from my phone notes.

"Survival Mode," an unedited poem from my phone notes.

Angela Palm

Carve a spoon from balsam fir,
learned to feed myself.

Showed you how to make
an elaborate sandwich in the
hunger games of intellect.

The burden of a psyche,
each of us easily unhinged.

Blueprint for deceit, murder, lust
stitched just out of view, like
an inner lip tattoo. 

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from an unfinished list.

from an unfinished list.

Scott F. Parker

How to live: as you would like to have lived

How to live: don't ask me

How to live: write your own aphorisms

How to live: how not to?


How to live: how to die?

How to live: how to die

How to live: how to be

How to live: an axiom

How to live: a riddle

How to live: a curse

How to live: the sequel

How to live: the remix

How to live: the American pragmatist's guide to ethics

How to live: repeat

How to live: as if everything depended on it

How to live: in the mountains

How to live: consult the rivers

How to live: from the ground up

How to live: inside your own skin

How to live: inside someone else’s

How to live: inside “Freddie Freeloader”

How to live: inside out

How to live: in real time

How to live: something instead of nothing

How to live: a theory and a practice

How to live: till you die

How to live: eternally

How to live: like a cliche you've never heard before


How to live: like a tree that brings forth fruit

How to live: like the future is up for grabs

How to live: like you know what you’re doing

How to live: like a Steph Curry jumpshot

How to live: like you were produced by Kanye

How to live: like tomorrow is promised, but not to you

How to live: midair, over the abyss

How to live: like a human being

How to live: a work in progress

How to live: autobiography

How to live: primum vivere, deinde philosophari

How to live: with your notebook at the ready

How to live: like god is dead, the universe is a cold, dark place, and your life matters

How to live: like everything depends (on the end of this injunction)

How to live: like a poem could change your life

How to live: as if philosophy, science, and the arts were branches of ethics

How to live: as if it were a hundred, a thousand, a million years before your birth

How to live: as if consciousness didn’t ever feel like a burden

How to live: as if life were a game and you discovered a fragment of the rule book

How to live: as if

How to live:

How to live: 

How to live: 

 

 

 
 
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