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December 3, 2016 / barton smock

salvage notes

boy finds
a plastic
fingernail
and suddenly
he’s a rat
surgeon
washing
hand puppets
for god
in the birthplace
of buzzard
fiction

December 3, 2016 / barton smock

eating notes

invented as a way to impress pain

/ had to pass
through sleep

December 2, 2016 / barton smock

Forage Poetry review of Barton Smock’s {infant*cinema}

a very sincere thanks to Forage Poetry and, specifically, to editor Emma Hall for what, to me, is a very fair, thorough, and sane review of my poetry collection, [infant*cinema]. the voice, there, interacts with the work and, I don’t know…I feel…believed? understanding has its forgeries- bless them all.

review is here:
Review of infant*cinema by Barton Smock ~Emma Hall

Dink Press chapbook is here:
http://dinkpress.bigcartel.com/product/infant-cinema-by-barton-smock

also, infant*cinema, is included in the following self-publication {FOUR} on Lulu:
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/four/paperback/product-22756947.html

December 2, 2016 / barton smock

photo notes

miracle and forgery, mom’s funeral

December 2, 2016 / barton smock

brother notes

says he been seeing things after they happen

/ aims to bury
for free
bomb squad
dogs / thinks hell

if a scarecrow
can miscarry
in kite
country…

December 2, 2016 / barton smock

{hickgnosis}

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my most recent {hick lore rabbit hole} is here:
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/hick-lore-rabbit-hole/paperback/product-22914385.html

a reading from {hick lore rabbit hole}:

and, from it, some poems:

[crib worship]

an animal lost in a little church

a hallucinating buzzard

snow
that light
replaced

~

[spoonings]

the insomniac’s apple tree and a pig paler than its own star

the pinky swearing ghost of my rib

~

[laconicism]

sex, make your face.

my father returned a clock
hair
fell from
a birthmark…

deaf as a housefire
my brother was raped
in two
tents, he pulled our mom

from a clown car
a tornado
died
in hell

December 2, 2016 / barton smock

yen notes

our mom
to alien
you need
some clothes

/ scoop roadkill, look

marionettes
in the mouth, read

to the healthy
from a pop-up
book

on birthmarks, yeah

we spit
in the dark
let god
fish