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Allen Serafini · Poetry · July 2026
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Bulă, or How We Invented Quantum
Jaia Papitz
A literary satire about laughter, bureaucracy, and the small cosmic errors that keep reality from sealing itself shut.
eases down the page as the book ages
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drones
Allen Serafini
The amerikan poem reads like a nursery rhyme or perhaps the disjointed inner monologue o…
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Whose are the features most likely to clear the optics bar?
Half-baked and dated musings shellac’d into brand-new revelations— what else to expect f…
Whose are the features most likely to clear the optics bar?
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Duped
Emily Jo Scalzo
money to the power of Q took over the Temple failed stewards of the earth actively seek …
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Emily Jo Scalzo
lead contaminated pipeline-polluted guzzled by AI communities left parched the heron cries
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Acceptance Speech for the Joy J. MacSee Award
Ace Boggess
Distinguished guests and trustees of the MacSee Foundation: First, let me extend my apol…
Sadly, financial issues preclude the cross-country trip to Utah.
While this is, shall we say, a unique award, the ten-dollar honorarium does not cover th…
Sadly, financial issues preclude the cross-country trip to Utah.
While this is, shall we say, a unique award, the ten-dollar honorarium does not cover th…
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To Secure a Share of Equanimity, Hide Behind a Skull
Robert Witmer
Death empowers others.
— Elias Canetti The rain comes down both sides of a camel, but only one flank of the mou…
Spirit falls from the summit into a moment of thought.
— Elias Canetti The rain comes down both sides of a camel, but only one flank of the mou…
Spirit falls from the summit into a moment of thought.
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Jaia Papitz · 2011 · Poetry
A recovered text from the first iExile body — returned to circulation, not as nostalgia, but because it still burns.
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2012 — Symbolics
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2014 — Of Else
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