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“Santarella Garden” – Poetry by Kailey Tedesco

The Bride – Gertrude Kasebier, 1902

“Santarella Garden” is Kailey Tedesco‘s beautifully bizarre poem of blood & bridehood from our Winter 2019 issue.

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SWEET

on its own is not a word to conjure anything of the sort. Santarella was not home to me, yet blood runs down
my leg and into the drain of its shower.

Santarella asked to be invited into me, and I said yes. Santarella’s reflection is only seen
on the surface of its own ponds.

The photographer tells me to be serious for just a goddamned second, but I’ve forgotten that I’m the bride.

In every photograph, I’m laughing with the many hors d’oeuvres, somewhere
in the background.

The symbol of our marriage is up at the peak of the silo, with the dark and all the stars. Without it, nothing
can proceed as usual.

Is it good luck to have blood run down my leg and into Santarella’s shower? I’m asking this to everyone I see, just before I lean to kiss them on the cheek.

With each kiss, I remember I’m the bride.

Is it good luck to have fingernails full of Santarella?

The soil is crawling into me, like a tantrum. It wants to be put to bed. Moss wounds my gown, yet I must
reach the top of the silo before the photographs are taken and I forget
that I’m the bride.

In every photograph, I’m crawling on my hands and knees up the Santarella garden, like a freak storm. It’s
snowing in September. I lie there in it, knowing I may fall asleep and never wake.

When I rise my gown rises with me. The snow has cleared and we have sun for our photographs.

On the way to Santarella, blood got on the driver’s seat. I was never the bride in my entire life. As I drove up
the Santarella garden, it became so goddamned dark.

(Goddamned is used here incorrectly. The dark was not damned by any god. It was just sweet. Like blood.)

The candle light could not penetrate the dark. It grew too quickly all around me. The Santarella garden became
a sound instead of a place, and I had difficulty experiencing it fully. The guests
of the wedding only spoke to me in spells.

But the dark scabbed over my body and my gown and my blood like a new skin
and that is what I wanted the whole time. More than anything.

Once I was inside the dark, I could experience everything fully.

And so I walked up the Santarella garden and spiral wooden staircase and into the shower with checkered tile and I bled what I needed to into its drain.

And the sun shone on the pond, of course, because everything was of the dark now including the sun. Including me. My bouquet was so moody and when I tossed it, it almost refused

to bleed out from the darkness and into the drain of the shower.

I am the bride, I remembered, and it shows in every photograph.

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KAILEY TEDESCO is the author of She Used to be on a Milk Carton (April Gloaming Publishing) and These Ghosts of Mine, Siamese (Dancing Girl Press). Her second collection, Lizzie, Speak (winner of White Stag Publishing’s poetry contest) will be released in early 2019. She is the co-founder of Rag Queen Periodical and an editor for Luna Luna Magazine. You can find her work featured or forthcoming in Fairy Tale Review, Prelude, New South, fields, Bone Bouquet Journal, and more. For further information, please visit kaileytedesco.com. 

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Our 2018 Best of the Net Nominees Are…

Casting the Net – Suzanne Valodon, 1914

We have submitted our nominations for possible inclusion in the 2018 Best of the Net anthology, which honors literary work that originally appeared on the internet between 7/1/2017 & 6/30/2018, and they are:

“DROUGHT” flash  prose  by  Kim  Coleman  Foote ( from  FLAPPERHOUSE #15 – Fall  2017)

“I  ASK  the  NETHERWORLD  if  LIZZIE  BORDEN  DID  it  &  THIS  is  WHAT  it  SAYS”  – poetry  by  Kailey  Tedesco from FLAPPERHOUSE #16 – Winter 2018 )

“SNAPSHOT  from  the  REVOLUTION”short  fiction  by  Perry Lopez ( from FLAPPERHOUSE #18 – Summer 2018 )

Congratulations, best of luck, and thanks to Kim, Kailey, and Perry forever & back for contributing your amazing work to our weird little zine!

FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #23 In Pictures

A tremendous tidal wave of thank-yous to everyone who helped make last night’s reading such a blast: Leland, Kailey, John, Olivia, and Ariel for performing your flappy lits; Alibi for your scintillating singing and photography; Pacific Standard for the always-gracious hospitality; and all you gorgeous humans who came to join the party.
We hope to see y’all again later this summer…

[photos by Alibi Jones]

Leland Cheuk reads his sharp & satirical tale about “Social Media Selves”

Kailey Tedesco reads some of her ring-themed poems from She Used to Be on a Milk Carton

John J. Trause praises the variety of colors of women’s turtlenecks offered by L.L. Bean
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FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #23

Join us Wednesday night, June 27 from 7-9 PM at Pacific Standard in Brooklyn as we celebrate the flight of our Summer 2018 issue, FLAPPERHOUSE #18, with our 23rd reading!

starring

LELAND CHEUK

ARIEL FRANCISCO

ALIBI JONES

OLIVIA MARDWIG

KAILEY TEDESCO

JOHN J. TRAUSE

Admission is FREE, and you can purchase print copies of FLAPPERHOUSE #18 for the special reading price of $5. Facebook event page here.

“I Ask the Netherworld if Lizzie Borden Did It & This is What it Says” – Poetry by Kailey Tedesco

Our Winter 2018 issue, FLAPPERHOUSE #16, is a magically experimental swarm of strange frequencies, like Kailey Tedesco‘s poem “I Ask the Netherworld if Lizzie Borden Did It & This is What it Says.” If your interest is sufficiently piqued, you may order a digital (PDF) copy of FLAPPERHOUSE #16 for $3US through PayPal & see it fly into your emailbox  within minutes (or possibly hours, if we’re temporarily away from our devices). Print copies are also available for $6US via Amazon.

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I. SPIRIT BOARD:

I D-O-N-T
t-h-i-n-k
i-t-s
g-o-i-n-g
t-h-e
w-a-y
y-o-u
w-a-n-t.
l-i-z-z-i-e
i-s
t-h-e
o-n-l-y
p-e-r-s-o-n
t-h-at
c-a-n
g-e-t
y-o-u
t-h-r-o-u-g-h
t-h-e
w-a-y.

II. Tarot: (Eight of Wands):

This can refer to swiftly
unfolding events whether
unintentional
or intentional (tarot.com). Just see
those staffs through the kitchen sink
or a little bit of
coffee. Things are not okay,
but it’s not too much
for you to eat.

III. iOS X Predictive:

Lizzie Borden hurt my face
and now I feel better.

I think it’s a bad thing
but that’s what happened last night

so I’m going to call her tomorrow.

Face the way of your life
and then
I’ll be there.

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KAILEY TEDESCO‘s debut collection of poetry, She Used to be on a Milk Carton (April Gloaming Publishing) will be available this winter. She is the editor-in-chief of Rag Queen Periodical and a staff writer for Luna Luna Magazine. She also performs with the Poetry Brothel. Her work has been featured in or is forthcoming from Prelude, Phoebe, OCCULUMYes, Poetry, and more. For more information, please visit kaileytedesco.com. 

FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #16, In Pictures

A sky-full of thank-yous to everyone who helped make Reading #16 such an unforgettable affair : Ron, Francine, Devin, Kailey, Gabriela, and Leland for performing your flappy lits; Alibi for your lovely via-satellite singing; Pacific Standard for your always-gracious hospitality; and all you magnificent people who came & graced us with your presence.
We hope to see you again in the Fall…

Ron Kolm recounts tales of his bookstore-working days

Francine Witte reads a heartbreaking poem of parenthood

Devin Kelly reads his Oregon Trail-inspired poem “Caulking the Wagon”
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FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #16 / Issue 14 Flight Party

We’re gonna throw your brain off a freaking plane as we celebrate the flight of our Summer 2017 issue with our 16th reading! Wednesday night, June 28, 7-9 PM at the always-hospitable Pacific Standard, 82 Fourth Avenue in Brooklyn.

starring
LELAND CHEUK
GABRIELA GARCIA
ALIBI JONES (via satellite)

DEVIN KELLY
RON KOLM
KAILEY TEDESCO
FRANCINE WITTE

Admission is FREE, and you can buy copies of FLAPPERHOUSE #14 for the special reading price of $5.

Facebook event page here