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Andrew Wayne Adams
Beet-Red Lingams
V. Ulea
Conversation
J. A. Tyler
Ferlinghetti
Steve Sommerville
Flying Morsels
Orlo Yeahblip
Milk Handshake
Andrew S. Taylor
The 4th Room
Philip Kopel
Personal Ad

Novel Excerps
Gary Shipley & Kenji Siratori
Glass
Jeremy C. Shipp
Scratch

Creative Nonfiction
Daniel Dominowski
Esteban Canal
M. V. Montgomery
My Celebrity Dreams

Nonfiction
Matthew Warner
Now the Moral

Microcriticism
D. Harlan Wilson
Interchangeable Diegeses

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The Overwhelming Urge
The Bizarro Starter Kit (Blue)
Adolf in Wonderland

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Mike Arnzen
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Alan M. Clark
Steve Aylett



Chapter 1
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rom Glass
Gary Shipley & Kenji Siratori


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Blood’s bloating like a corpse. They use information on me, some writhing test-subject bleeding from the ears. I see disambiguation as ice melting. I have an electric kettle and a single electric ring. My kitchen is a rotting hovel. And small, my kitchen is small. It’s just an area, a part of my one room. An increase in the disgregation of my molecules means I am unable to go out to work. I need to stay here and starve and formalize my ideas. The history of origins began without me. It shall not end that way.

Right forefinger twitching, print melted to leathered glass.

A current of tasted sound, of powdered tumours, and other fat and filthy names. Disassembling misfortune, you often have to bribe. Flayed Coke cans, 6 dry croakers smoked, sliding dead into the threadbare snow, tube-like passengers, ripped open at the belly, cling to their own emptied space. Heaving bays cast like ashtrays ...

My legs relaxed, my lust uncoiled over her bound precision and up for days I stop to verify a stockpiled stench. Anguished faces propose their weak blood as proof of something. They speak of the motivations of dreams, their friendly death heads tilted. And the hours die of neglect, along where all squeamish ideals burn their satisfactions onto icy heavens. Rudimentary sores on dropped knees and lifetimes spent bound homeward from the sun. My mind’s iron mills cut from bite-sized chunks of blank moonlight. The forest marked with paper crosses and untimed subjects singing drinking songs to the corpses of once sinister boys. Third-party contacts weave ID codes into the furniture. My pretties pee as they dance a ragged retreat, their night-bruises thinning in the blue shade, overreached strands of dim pain dancing under the skin like the bleeds in cheap marble.

My lazy friends leave their slimy prints on a million discarded cigarettes. Smell of mutton rotting in the sun. High-rise cranks left abstract below the waist. Tiny spots of glossy blood seeping through the bend in their sleeves. Clatter of heels from many a creaking Baghdad noose. Some dreary saints tell obscene stories from the ordered murder-gimmick of the soul/gram made of retro-ADAM to the abolition world-codemaniacs that was processed the data=mutant of her ultra=machinery tragedy-ROM creature system-controls the acidHUMANIX infectious disease archive of the biocapturism nerve cells to the terror fear=cytoplasm gene-dub of the drug fetus@trash sense nightmare-script of a clone boy is accelerated to a hybrid corpse mechanism virus.

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HUMANEXIT::

I turn on ill-treatment to a hybrid corpse mechanism reptilian=HUB_modem that crashed fog of ancient dreams. Monkeys covered in endlessness, dressed in transfer slime and looking-glass acrimony. Houses projected onto blank stretches of industrial hoarding, well-scrubbed people meandering beneath the withered branches of a storyteller’s autumn. Sun-browned women dressed in haunted dresses hold back wriggling screams. Uninspiring figures arrive stretched for experience.

They tell us our desires are now imminent.

Dull articles written on respectable desks inlaid with imitation mother of pearl made from the fingernails of generations of men murdered by their own lost moments.

Eyes whipped into fog, combed free of objects. Millions of uninhabited fingertips greasing the palms of faceless patterns. They watch as clumps of his bleached flesh tumble down the throats of a tireless flock of toy seabirds. Entire cities buried in words and symbols, their inhabitants like old versions of themselves devoured by the shifting hobbies of fatigue. Airships embroider the unwashed sky with a dance of severed cloud, sweeping tears and spittle into thin strips of coded stone.

Reality: that child’s leg littered with playground bruises, that street fattened with snow, that murder re-imagined in pockets of frayed sepia ... The ladies washed in diluted rubber, crumbling beneath the drying hide. Those signature atrocities befouling heaven’s tumbled grains.

Rorschach men serenade the recessed windows of oozing asylums from trashcan perches. Pale faces seep back into the naked darkness—fading in and out of view like the smears on a warm breeze. Old men sit chewing on their sadness in sealed doorways. Winter built an exorbitant dread out of its cold hobbies. My high-rise windows melting in the sun. The rare appetites of poems beyond somewhere—twitching figures reconditioning hell. Ambition: wronged, frustrated, warped, finding a shape to procure. Humans: that anything programmed in time to drink, think, suffer authenticity in countless hollow versions. The happened coming along in severed ruins, exporting a little surface light to tuck behind the eyes. My glassy brothers and I stand like ancient columns leaning against the breeze. The eyes of our dead like reports of surprise, limbs clothed in a weary custom. There’s words wood-smooth and half-fearful of use, like corrupted toys framed in frayed leaves, and snakes repackaged as men feebly embarrassed by their tongues.

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He talks in Chitose whispers of vistas lost in a sea-bird’s pale dive, dull flesh disorganized into obscurity. All believe in the resplendent bed of a lifetime’s combed spoils, a sea of slurping tapestries for that least littered cul-de-sac. Secret wars emboldened by machines of weary iron corridors, disappointed bodies stretching for miles in a thin welcome. A new melancholy grown from old photographs in which rose-gardens outnumber madmen. Again the hourglass cuts through us like salt through a slug. I find myself in a dark backstreet really just a door, a test. I hear the squelch of receding antennae. Cries of men bursting with ambiguity. A sprawling present, running on empty, lost in its own noise like a pluvious night sky. His huge hands, ‘fuck shawls’, do for her loosely-sprung face. Men faded into action. Mankind faded into action. Absorb the words and shrink back from life, hide and remain hidden, shrunken, shaded, the muscles of your isolation tearing a tender sail.

Men finding spikes in the dough of their dreams. Consciousness staged, neon-struck, loaded with presence ersatz. Snow is cold and always branded. Slender blades vanishing under the skin like sorrows. Blind tapestries arranged like a bird’s gartered machinery. Young grunts watching through the practiced ectoplasm of disadvantage and easy amusement. Spectacles of hell arranged in tireless smiles. Indistinct sleepwalkers worked with vicious voices. Their eyes shaded from mortality’s sunlight. The soul basking in films and rain. In behind death, murder, meat hooks, slurred logics, paint deranged at the eyes. Electrodes, gaffer tape, queues of painted corpses with B-movie sensibilities, full bosoms wrestling monstrosities for their cigarette moment. An old actress screams non-existence, a chocked howl with wasted fishbone footsteps of skipping souls.

Rotating shoals of skin-bag shadows. Dead arms protruding from the cheeks of chubby children. Their Damascus was fingers in the earth. Icy smiles hatching tigers. We pick those without wound and derelict them in hours. Crumbling bricks golden in the veil air. A veal calf ripples in the dark, its unlit shadow clawed deep into its meat. A current of artificial atrocity: the sophistries of empire and clock, our factories of mnemonic dust, our work-marred repetitions in a room of pale human agents on safari. The abstract details a vacuum with the scraps of once giddy scruples, cannibalized matter. Bleak cloak of un-scrolled faces. Smell of backed-up bodies …

The fraudulent glass-eyed nothing.

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HUMANEXIT::

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Stench of burning flesh, buzz saw screaming late at night in scenes of grime and savagery, women cowering in the tremble pit puke green skin punctuated with red welts. Homicide Lieutenant and his men searching for frozen limbs packed in polythene bags—forearms, knees and sections of thigh. Transparent food processor containing traces of human flesh stands on a bloodstained worktop, scorched cooking dish blackened with the remains of our slave’s brain tissue. A human head boiled into dog food. Tall, brawny, gloomy, and bearded, he wandered in, coming room to room, gnawing on a human spine. A psychosexual abattoir: electrocuted sex slaves gored by blunt chisels ...

His thin yellow fingers drumming on an empty cigarette packet as he picks women off the wet street. Nerve-stretched, malnourished con babbled about a torture scale. Some grey detective thumbed through his record: ex-army psychopaths cocooned in stacks of porno mags and sub-counter dvds. Some shit-heel loner’s customized concrete cellar, his cramped and naked prison-creatures hanging from home-machined ceiling hooks. A deranging stench. Eardrums bleeding. Strip flex from kettle lead, live wires into old wounds and freshly drilled holes. Clawed sparks and frantic hearts. Taco and black coffee, slaughter, dissect and defile her pink vertebrae smiling like a playful child behind a glass hate mask. Clogged waste-disposal units, reluctant gristle spat out onto the cobwebbed cornices. Slumping tourists milling by as I stand haunting future newsstands for my recognition. Torsos wrapped in cellophane, bagged teeth, tape recorder spinning all our old jokes, our craven-eyed sports ...

A blindfolded skinning and beheading: clumsy execution, no surgical technique. Plastic bags of dismembered fantasies. Diagnosing taunts in one’s associates, tension, paranoia and psychotic ticks. Predator slashed her throat. We sit horror-cuffed for a while. Another bound and gagged in the boot of a car, clinically dissected in the bath, freakish mayhem with candy. Insanely funny jokes about the transfer of my curtains to a maximum security prison. They wiggle and squirm all over the place as Mr.48 mirrors sexual mutilation in his fiendish bug eyes, his sunken forehead; his mind rotting, strung out on cocaine, LSD and PCP, he carved symbols in their dead faces. Mutilation and murder shattered the sexy, glamorous world of skyscrapers wreathed in black clouds and broadcasts interrupted by gloved hands rummaging through sleep, a chest open, throat from ear to ear ... Hardened detectives wept over crime-scene pictures, hearing voices in the flat scramble. Licking his widely spaced brown teeth, he devoured the newspapers into a blackened hole. Butchered, virtually ripped apart, tri-bar in lipstick on her left tit, throat slashed while tying up the victim made up and sodomised cold.


Kenji Siratori is a Japanese cyberpunk writer who is currently bombarding the Internet with wave upon wave of highly experimental, uncompromising, progressive, intense prose. His novel Blood Electric (Creation Books) was acclaimed by David Bowie. Visit him online at www.kenjisiratori.com.

Gary Shipley is a writer and philosopher based in the UK.