“Denim Virgins” by Dale Bridges

June 18th, 2010

Howdy Y’all -

Monkey Puzzle contributor and friend Dale Bridges has a new story published in Umbrella Factory – it’s a short one and a damned good read – we highly recommend it:

“Denim Virgins” by Dale Bridges

Nancy Stohlman at the Gypsy House Reading Series – Tonight!

June 17th, 2010

Nancy Stohlman, author of Searching for Suzi (Monkey Puzzle Press, 2009), will be joined by Jake Adam York and Ever Saskya tonight at the Gypsy House Reading Series:

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New Books from Monkey Puzzle Press!

June 15th, 2010

MPP has three new books now available!

The Aftermath, etc. by Get in the car, Helen

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Here’s what people are saying about The Aftermath, etc.:

“In The Aftermath, etc., poet Rob Geisen (writing as Get in the car, Helen) mounts an astoundingly affectionate all-out assault on heterosexual male grief and loss and does so in a way that draws upon an array of comedic surreal phanopoetic vernacular traditions. Amped up by accurate, lyric, mass media hysterics as well as a naked, private despair, this series of poems to/of ‘Helen’ simultaneously appear as glittery and vapid as an extended Geico commercial, yet as rich and transformative as the ‘idiot’ Trungpas of the Mishap Lineage.”

- Jim Cohn, author of The Ongoing Saga I Told My Daughter

The Aftermath, etc. goes after the topic of romantic love with a meat cleaver and a machete. It takes no prisoners and allows no quarter. Get in the car, Helen is unabashedly honest and open with a life chiseled out from the pain of a broken heart and life. What’s left is raw, exposed flesh. Something true, real, and dangerous lurks within these poems in a time when it does not pay to show your rage or sorrow or to be dangerous. Get in the car, Helen even manages to squeeze blood from a stone in the form of laughter over broken bits of memories that used to be a heart. There is immense beauty within his use of language, complex nuance within his metaphors, and the hidden wisdom of the hurt locked inside the tragedy of the story. With pop culture in one holster and righteous rage in the other, Get in the car, Helen shoots for the reader’s hearts as well as guts, but even in the midst of all the thrashing and excrement, one thing remains absolutely clear—this book was written because of love, for love, and in remembrance of love.”

- Olatundji Akpo-Sani, of Baobob Tree Press

“A cacophony of analogy, pop-culture wit and illustrative word-craftery where the words ‘vagina,’ ‘cheeseburger’ and ‘gobble’ can exist in the same sentence. The Aftermath, etc. is a rare look at the broken man in his natural environment: a wasteland of pizza, shark flicks, porn and beer. Seemingly, his only escape is through the pen, and if it were not so, the fine art of handmade explosives. No one can make me chuckle-and-puke-a-little-in-my-mouth-at-the-same-time quite like Get in the car, Helen.”

- Andi Todaro, author of Why My Penis Is Bigger Than Yours

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Product Details
Paperback: 104 pages / Poetry
Published: May 2010
ISBN-10: 0-9826646-2-1
ISBN-13: 978-0-9826646-2-9

Cold Instant by Jack Collom

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Here’s what people are saying about Cold Instant:

“For only a very few of us, making poems is as natural, as inborn, as breathing. Jack Collom is such a poet. In Cold Instant, Collom once again grabs his spirit lollipop, puts on his Captain Rainbow smile, and brings us to ‘poetry’s perch upon the moment’s ledge.’ Collom has told us before that ecology is ‘everything’ and his poetry never fails to partake of the ‘radiantly verdant ramifications’ of that everything to which he bears witness so keenly. These poems bring it all together–’profusion, extravagance/ ‘invisibility’/ holiness’– proving that ‘each tiny direction’s a universe.’ Collom capers with the joy and earnestness of a kid within his wild poetic traceries. His gift to us is to demonstrate that play is the form of wisdom we most urgently need.”

- Elizabeth Robinson, author of The Orphan and Its Relations

“With Cold Instant, Jack Collom offers a compendium of recent poetic proclivities and favored shapes, including the sonnet, the slice, the lune, the perfect daily account, and the acrostic, all with ubiquitous variation and permutation. Surprises here for everyone who loves and studies art: ‘particular things/ Begin to mouse-rush in the domestic box./ So thought’s a gardener, crazy like a fox.’

- Reed Bye, author of Join the Planets

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Product Details
Paperback: 86 pages / Poetry Hybrid
Published: May 2010
ISBN-10: 0-9826646-0-5
ISBN-13: 978-0-9826646-0-5

expired Rx by brandon arthur

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Here’s what people are saying about expired Rx:

“Brandon Arthur has the uncanny gift to be both Personist (see Frank O’Hara) and Archetypal (see Robert Duncan) in his works. Looking OUT at the phenomenal, looking IN at the possibly even more phenomenal (but not immediately accessible to others), his poems truly ‘own’ their sound/vision/intelligence. expired Rx is a book unlikely to expire in the coming millennia (given, of course, the survival of writing).”

- Anselm Hollo, author of Guests of Space

“Brandon Arthur says ‘gravity.’ He says ‘run your finger along the grain.’ It’s the weight & texture of a good particular poem he’s referring to. These poems of his sure have grain to them, American grain, & they have gravity. First the vocabulary catches you. Then notice the ambiguity, how it opens an influence that is magical, even spiritual. A physical space for the unknown & uncertain to enter your life.”

- Andrew Schelling, author of Old Tale Road

expired Rx is a cure for poetic disorders. A remedy for prescribed notions of viewing the quotidian. These poems understand how the ‘street rain became horizontal’ and how ‘an iris cranes to the sun.’ Brandon Arthur navigates the interstices of language and sound: a lattice of ‘disruptive landscape’ against the backdrop of ‘proverbial…shade.’ In an evening that resembles ‘something like loss,’ expired Rx hones our senses, then renders a new world.”

- Michelle Naka Pierce, author of Beloved Integer

“In the poems of Brandon Arthur’s expired Rx, words and lines are accordion-jointed and expand and contract to each other, sometimes kaleidoscopically, in tumbling observations, sometimes clipped in dialogic bits of exchange. Though pacing and rhythmic action vary, this is a writing of quick-draw observations on syllable-tight timing, and life is sensed in the movement: a delight of active poetry.”

- Reed Bye, author of Join the Planets

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Product Details
Paperback: 70 pages / Poetry
Published: May 2010
ISBN-10: 0-9826646-4-8
ISBN-13: 978-0-9826646-4-3

Wax On, F*ck Off

June 14th, 2010

Monday blues? This should cure it . . .

Wax On, F*ck Off with Ralph Macchio from Ralph Macchio

RIP Henry Miller

June 7th, 2010

Henry Valentine Miller
(December 26, 1891 – June 7, 1980)

“Somehow the realization that nothing was to be hoped for had a salutary effect upon me. For weeks and months, for years, in fact, all my life I had been looking forward to something happening, some extrinsic event that would alter my life, and now suddenly, inspired by the absolute hopelessness of everything, I felt relieved, felt as though a great burden had been lifted from my shoulders. At dawn I parted company with the young Hindu, after touching him a few francs, enough for a room. Walking toward Montparnasse I decided to let myself drift with the tide, to make not the least resistance to fat, no matter in what form it presented itself. Nothing that had happened to me thus far had been sufficient to destroy me; nothing had been destroyed except my illusions. I myself was intact. The world was intact. Tomorrow there might be a revolution, a plague, an earthquake; tomorrow there might not be left a single soul to whom one could turn for sympathy, for aid, for faith. It seemed to me that the great calamity had already manifested itself, that I could be no more truly alone than at this very moment. I made up my mind that I would hold on to nothing, that I would expect nothing, that henceforth I would live as an animal, a beast of prey, a rover, a plunderer. Even if war were declared, and it were my lot to go, I would grab the bayonet and plunge it, plunge it up to the hilt. And if rape were the order of the day then rape I would, and with a vengeance. At this very moment, in the quiet dawn of a new day, was not the earth giddy with crime and distress? Had one single element of man’s nature been altered, vitally, fundamentally altered, by the incessant march of history? By what he calls the better part of his nature, man has been betrayed, that is all. At the extreme limits of his spiritual being man finds himself again naked as a savage. When he finds God, as it were, he has been picked clean: he is a skeleton. One must burrow into life again in order to put on flesh. The word must become flesh; the soul thirsts. On whatever crumb my eye fastens, I will pounce and devour. If to live is the paramount thing, then I will live, even if I must become a cannibal. Heretofore I have been trying to save my precious hide, trying to preserve the few pieces of meat that hid my bones. I am done with that. I have reached the limits of endurance. My back is to the wall; I can retreat no further. As far as history goes I am dead. If there is something beyond I shall have to bounce back. I have found God, but he is insufficient. I am only spiritually dead. Physically I am alive. Morally I am free. The world which I have departed is a menagerie. The dawn is breaking on a new world, a jungle world in which the lean spirits roam with sharp claws. If I am a hyena I am a lean and hungry one: I go forth to fatten myself.”

- Henry Miller -

Aim High

June 4th, 2010

The greater danger
for most of us
is not that our aim is
too high
and we miss it,
but that it is
too low
and we reach it.

- Michelangelo -

Size Matters Flash Reading Series

June 3rd, 2010

Join us to celebrate Fast Forward Press’s third collection of flash fiction – The Mix Tape!

Readers so far are Rob Geisen, Travis Macdonald, Matt Siegel, Katharyn Grant, Leah Rogin-Roper, Kona Morris, K. Scott Forman, Nancy Stohlman, Stacy Walsh, and Dawn Sueoka.

EGO VS. ID – TONIGHT!

May 27th, 2010

Join us tonight to see our favorite band EGO VS. ID rock the Fox Theater!

Monkey Puzzle #9 – Available Now!

May 25th, 2010

Issue #9 – Available Now!

Here’s what people are saying about Monkey Puzzle:

“Reading Monkey Puzzle is the literary journal equivalent to listening to Jim Morrison scream ‘COME ON!’ before the guitar solo in ‘Five To One” . . . or driving to Woody Creek Tavern for the first time and spending the entire afternoon getting loaded while sitting in Hunter Thompson’s old chair.”

- Rob Geisen, author of Paper Thin

“Reading Monkey Puzzle is like plunging into dark waters needleworked with piranhas, and coming away raw and stripped and blowing and laughing. Reading Monkey Puzzle is like discovering a honeyed mystery deep at the heart of your most cherished bloodied escapade.”

- Shane Joaquín Jiménez, Author of It Can Be That Way Still

Monkey Puzzle gives light to the resurgence of poetic inspiration and ingenuity.”

- Olatundji Akpo-Sani, Baobob Tree Press

“Nah. I don’t read.”

- Anonymous Drunk, The Tavern, Houston, Texas

Monkey Puzzle #9 features the following works of prose:
Uncle Mort by Lee Ann Grossberg
Text One: For Dam & Corn by Carolyn Zaikowski
Cracked Open
by Sarah Cooke
I Can’t Fly Fat
by Bryan Jansing
The Boss of My Body
by Kathy Conde
Finer Than Prayer
by Nathan Antar
Ms. Frisky Is Expecting
by Ralph Bland
Men In Uniform
by Michael Cohen

and the following works of poetry:
omne vivum ex ovo
by Jennifer Aglio
noisy alien mirror by Jack Collom
As If We Didn’t Know by Tim Z. Hernandez
Aquariums, NY by Get in the car, Helen
untitled by Kai Forrest Brown
“i” by Suzanne DuLany
unto a good land by Jennifer Aglio
Man Walking on “R” by Jack Collom
Notes by Ming Jung Oh
Until that Tuesday by Travis Macdonald
reversed iteration by Brandon Arthur
Yellow by Jordan Antonucci
Three Gods In One by Kade Alexander Jensen
Heartwood by Jennifer Aglio

with photography by:
Andrew Antar
Jennifer Hamilton
Jeffrey Spahr-Summers
Jeremiah Johnson
Nate Jordon
Alexandra Parsons
Brandon Gray
Jon Olsen

and artwork by:
Samuel Jablon

Product Details
Paperback: 62 pages / 6 in. x 9 in.
Published: May 2010
ISBN-10: 0-9801650-9-1
ISBN-13: 978-0-9801650-9-8

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Life Lessons With Mr. T

May 24th, 2010

Life Lessons With Mr.T – watch more funny videos