OXIDANT | ENGINE : Issue 11
The coat does calculus. It descends as visitors steal souvenirs at
the séance. Rhythms occupy the spirit mound.
—A shovel soils the suburban turf. Cultures eat through
basements; they perch over plates of pasta. A miserable family
drains dames. Quell the party, dance on the mound. We’ll
abandon improbable desperados. Two petite infants eat souffle
along the riviera.—
Nouns rip the etude as keys reassemble. Remonstrate the
Home: the ordinary constitution. A neat
chair bellies past pendulant fruit;—
fainting travelers!—your toy testicles produce a trace;—
later, croissants fell fertile into princes
whose veiled descendants race pussycats, ox
crimes of ox devils.
Mace the present:—
voters dance, their
voter void unfixed. Croquet of a double
evening meant the invention of one raisin. Success.
—humanity farts, discreet in the universe’s
sense-image;—the force of reflection, the
dance to avoid the present, its seductive apprentice.
A lazy voice instructs exiles in “Optimism Studies.” Kale,
lemon eclairs; plains of flowers celebrate! Air lays mordant
forms. . . .—A chauffer pours creamer; she’s unimpressed by
absence. A chauffer delivers verses. . . . Each effort chastens her
Tenacious twins encore Antoine. Effaced in argyle, his zeal
abates in court. It’s an affront.
Architects move to the front, detour from the town siege.
Impervious parfaits offer up their experiences. The affluent
dance for amusement: an ancient curiosity. A totally possible
harmonica. Isn’t it quite a mount to count your soirees, to laser
in on revenue?
Connor Fisher is the author of the chapbooks The Hinge (Epigraph Magazine, 2018) and Speculative Geography (Greying Ghost Press, forthcoming 2020). He has an MFA from the University of Colorado at Boulder and a Ph.D. in Creative Writing and English from the University of Georgia. His poetry and reviews have appeared or are forthcoming in Typo, the Colorado Review, Tammy, Posit, Cloud Rodeo, and the Denver Quarterly.