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“omen” – Poetry by Monica Lewis

Winged Creature on Silvery Ground – Vajda Lajos, 1938

“omen” is Monica Lewis‘s beautiful, blooming poem from our Fall 2018 issue.

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A FLUTTER OF WINGS CAUGHT
stuck inside a rain soaked gutter
i count the seconds between
each beating

the tree they thought dead last year
now specked with tiny blooms on every arm
a hundred branches splitting themselves open
to flower the life that though
encased, all winter months,
never stopped breathing

this land where beauty lays herself
out like an easy lover, but
between every blink, she reminds,
for every inch given there is an inch
taken, and the seconds between
grow longer,
the beating of wings
grows weaker

he steps out into the mud, sweet, slow
heavy boots toward the life caught drowning
as five turns into ten turns into twenty seconds between
my own beating turns to a bleeding
and the gray fog clouds the mountains until
they are sucked into sky

and i can no longer see the blue or the green

but he returns
points a thick, steady finger to the elm tree
just as the night is all i start to see, i hear,
“there, there, there she goes” and a bird,
not our bird, but a bird with unwetted wings
flits, flies, and flutters above

and the branches are blooming
and the gutter is silent
and i remember amy’s words:
“the woman on the ledge will
ask herself a question, the
question that occurred to that man
in Bogotá. he wondered, how we know
that what happens to us
isn’t good?”

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MONICA LEWIS lives in Brooklyn, New York and holds an MFA from Columbia University. Both her fiction and nonfiction have appeared or are forthcoming in SmokeLong Quarterly, Apogee Journal’s Perigee, and The Margins, and her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Rust + Moth, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, The Boiler Journal, PUBLIC POOL, Yes, Poetryand(b)OINK, among others. She is a VONA/Voices alumna and has been twice nominated for “Best of the Net” in 2017 and 2018. Her full collection of poetry, Sexting the Dead, will be published later this year by Unknown Press. Follow her on Twitter at mclewis22.

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FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #25, In Pictures

A sky-full of thank-yous to everyone who helped make our 25th reading such a heavenly evening: Karisma, Carly, Monica, and Khaholi for performing your flappy lits; Alibi for your scintillating singing and photography; Pacific Standard for the always-gracious hospitality; and all you lovers & dreamers who came to hear our voices.

Let’s do this again on All Hallows’ Eve…

[photos by Alibi Jones]


Karisma Price performs poetry about family, Greek mythology, and James Booker

Carly Joy Miller recites poems of desire from her new book Ceremonial

Joseph P. O’Brien reads a new children’s story, “The Dog Who Played Dead During the National Anthem”

Monica Lewis shares a new “Game of Thrones”-inspired poem

Khaholi Bailey reads “New Names,” a story about identity, religion, and Madonna

Alibi Jones leaves the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul

FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #25

Join us as Wednesday night, 9/26, at Brooklyn’s Pacific Standard as we filibuster vigilantly and celebrate the flight of our Fall 2018 issue with our 25th reading!

starring
KHAHOLI BAILEY

ALIBI JONES

MONICA LEWIS

CARLY JOY MILLER

KARISMA PRICE

&
the late MATT CHRISTOPHER

Admission is FREE, and you can buy copies of our new issue for the special reading price of $5. We’ll also be fundraising for RAICES to help provide legal assistance to underserved immigrant families.

Facebook event page here.

“moon-cleansed” – Poetry by Monica Lewis

The Truth About Comets – Dorothea Tanning, 1945

“moon-cleansed” is one of three cosmically beautiful & gut-punchingly powerful poems by Monica Lewis from our Winter 2018 issue.

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I TRY TO TELL MY BRAIN, you are an organ, luminous in your undulating layers, and like a comet, you are not a dirty snowball of space, you are made of dust (my trauma, my moments of star bones, love that combusted my life, on repeat, a recurring dream i continue to pirouette through), and dust, dirt can glitter if the light of the night hits it just right. like a comet, you have brought water to my most deserted, desiccated parts. i try to tell my brain, you are a little girl in her first chiffon, and when you spin, you set the earth aswirl in possibility: the softest wisconsin green grass of a dream, a field of lavender, spreading, and the blood-jet of sylvia or every poetess who preceded both your grace and your pain, or those slippers, ruby made into a dress, reminding us all that home is the heart we all seek. brain, often, you cry. often, you must find a moat to make certain no sailors make way through your lake of ache. brain, your skull is simply one big bone and bones break easily and often, brain, i do not always handle your structure, or even your waves of sea with all the love the ocean deserves, but here is my promise today, right now: i will hold you as my mother did when i pushed out her womb and was held at her breast. i will kiss your bloody body. i will be unafraid of the grime, the slimy guts. i try to tell my brain, you are an organ, but you are the life of all that makes me a life of my own, and i will claim you as my own. i will sob at the life of you now out of me and now all of you. still, i will do my best to protect you as a wolf does; come for its kin and it will kill. and the bones of the hunter, the mother will lick as clean and as pure as the moon.

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FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #19, In Pictures

A towering bonfire of gratitude to everyone who helped make our 19th reading such a toasty & crackling evening: Kwame, Valerie, William, Monica, and Gabriela for performing your flappy lits; Alibi Jones for your scintillating singing & photography; Pacific Standard for the ever-gracious hospitality; and all you lovely humans who came out on a Winter’s night to witness it all.  Let’s do this again on February 21 for our 20th (!) Reading / Year Four Flight Party…

photos by Alibi Jones

 Kwame Opoku-Duku reads some of his Ecclesiastes-inspired poetry

Valerie Hsiung shares some powerful excerpts from in her own words

William Lessard performs some of his brilliantly surreal “Facebook” poems
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FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #19 / Issue 16 Flight Party

Join us at Brooklyn’s Pacific Standard on Wednesday, January 10, 2018 as we axe through the frozen seas of our souls & celebrate the flight of our Winter 2018 issue with our 19th reading!

starring:
GABRIELA GARCIA
VALERIE HSIUNG
ALIBI JONES
WILLIAM LESSARD
MONICA LEWIS
KWAME OPOKU- DUKU

Admission is FREE, and you can buy copies of FLAPPERHOUSE #16 for the special reading price of $5US~

For the Facebook event page, click here.

Our 2017 Best of the Net Nominees Are…

Casting the Net – Suzanne Valadon, 1914

We have submitted our nominations for the 2017 Best of the Net anthology, which honors literary work that originally appeared on the internet between 7/1/2016 & 6/30/2017, and they are:

“How to Vomit Living Creatures” – short fiction by Deirdre Coyle (from FLAPPERHOUSE #12)

“Mission Concept” – short fiction by Peter H.Z. Hsu (from FLAPPERHOUSE #14)

Congratulations & best of luck to all our nominees, as well as our eternal gratitude for contributing their amazing work to our weird little zine!