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“Newsfeed” – Poetry by William Lessard

The Sensational News – Rene Magritte, 1926

“Newsfeed” is William Lessard‘s  fantastically uber-modern poem from our Winter 2019 issue.

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TAKING THE 8th AEVENUE L
to get a seat going east

 

the pride of non-migratory birds that managed to eat through winter

 

video of woman folding laundry
slowed to ten hours
—domesticity,
the new #kink

 

Pope going off-message,
suggesting dustpan
awaits us at the bottom of the steps

 

FB data profile defines me as “very liberal,”
tone of Thanksgiving uncle implied

 

acorn aggro

 

asking white people with dreadlocks “why?”

 

Benjamin using “loss of aura” as getaway car

 

empire thinks
it’s a lot better looking than it is

 

5 pizza rolls acquired (because additional 15,000 was not available)

 

hoping it will be April
sometime in May or June

 

Russian spy poisoned 50 miles south of London had been looking for a cure for his cough

 

passing away
after a brief wellness

 

Barthes pretends to talk to mother on payphone that chirps Heidegger in his ear

 

wondering what the “it” phone is
that celebrities are throwing at assistants

 

posting oasis
beneath my nose on Airbnb
promoting with photos
tiny people napping/making love
along my upper lip

 

ketchup slices shaped like cheese singles but looking like fruit leather

 

kombucha as mythical country
where everyone has great abs

 

text-based
tuna
time warp

 

hungry for a fresh semiotic
—the old categories blurred on new menu with Lilliputian font, Brobdingnagian prices

 

the defenestration of Chet

 

friend says he’s out “Herzog-ing,”
his term for walking in the desert and considering the Abyss

 

morning show for night people that begins at 1 p.m.

 

review of the Bowie show at Brooklyn Museum:
it was nice to revisit a time
when people still believed in the future

 

bed that folds
upon itself
to protect
sleepers during earthquakes

 

—Dracula’s enforced nightly entombment; the robot version

 

rows of cartoon food
in the base of the crypt;
can’t be the Apocalypse if there’s snacks

 

Tuesday
taco
Talmud

 

choosing the Chekovian
whenever someone asks “what’s wrong?”

 

FB reminds me that 5 years ago today
i was floating over the city
—arms, legs spreading
a leaf’s expanse

 

woman blames “windy day” for cocaine found in purse

 

precious bead of obsidian placed in the blowhole

 

Clarice Lispector drawing stippled line
along the horizon of her eyelid

 

line she calls her “velvet lathe”

 

man with diamond bow tie mistaking it
for one of her sentences

 

Imaginary as the punch you never threw

 

desiring-machine,
tonight lacking toilet paper

 

no palm trees in Marxism

 

theory the gaze that thinks nudity is molecular

 

Tarkovsky ordering lunch
for all the hungry tummies in The Zone

 

when the worst
thing you did today
was cream cheese

 

digging
for the person you were promised
a few layers down

 

woman on my right
burns 650 calories;
man on my left
guzzling
bright blue liquid
burns 70

 

being old means hating yourself for the right reason

 

Louise saving a seat at the center of the cage

 

meat ecology

 

spectators on the other side of the border
watch the bombings
from beach chairs

 

Toulouse
tiki
tattoo

 

woman asks “chaise longue or chaise lounge?”
—linguistic Waterloo

 

in the pig fight,
the pig
always has
the home field advantage

 

trailer for a new restoration

 

pink light
sparking

 

you will hear music until your call is answered

 

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WILLIAM LESSARD has writing that has appeared or is forthcoming in McSweeney’s, American Poetry Review, Best American Experimental Writing, HobartBrooklyn RailHyperallergic. His visual work has been featured at MoMA PS1.

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“Facebook – 8/21/17” – Poetry by William Lessard

Soft Construction with Boiled Beans: Premonition of Civil War – Salvador Dali, 1936

“Facebook – 8/21/17” is one of five fabulously dada-esque poems by William Lessard from our Winter 2018 issue.

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AMERICA’S LONGEST-RUNNING WAR? /the Civil War, my lovelies

                        anyone who thinks otherwise is misinformed by #fact

*overheard at DUNKIN’ DONUTS this morning*       i hate when people do things, and they work out                                                                                         it makes me feel like i should do things

                        someday the robots will do the Civil Warring for us             until then, history falls down the stairs carrying a tray of shoes for lunch

=========>the Civil War franchise, mansplained as your dad eating Pepperoni Combos—

  1. in the original movie the Confederacy lost then put up bronze participation trophies in all the parks
              B. like Star Wars, all the sequels are the exact same movie, just played in reverse

                    i like my Civil War with cheese                      you prefer yours on a Kaiser bun

America is loath to let a profitable franchise go, but sometimes not-dumpster-fire life events
                    do happen:
                              your dog barks into an Amazon dot™, buys you a Prius
—or, on an evening when you see ghosts turning in the snow outside your window,
                                        a wife/husband/lover/stranger
                                                                                                        turns
                                                                                a key
                                                  /key that only they can see

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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.

FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #13, in Pictures

A million savage hugs to everyone who helped make last night’s reading such a vicious joy: Eric, Anthony, Mary Boo, Sylvia, Monica, Lonnie, and Bill for performing your flappy work; Alibi for your exquisite singing and photography; Pacific Standard for your most generous hospitality; and all you beautiful, charming folks who came to watch. Let’s do this again on March 22…

Photos by Alibi Jones

img_6229Eric Baker gets the show rolling with a recital of his hilarious musings

img_6243Anthony Michael Morena reads some “B-Sides” from The Voyager Record

img_6253Mary Boo Anderson is a whirlwind of poetic performance art

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FLAPPERHOUSE Reading #13 / YEAR THREE Flight Party

fhreading13posterWe’re gonna throb our hearts & shake our blood as we celebrate the flight of our YEAR THREE print anthology with our 13th reading! Wednesday night, February 15, from 7 – 9 PM at Pacific Standard in Brooklyn.

starring

MARY BOO ANDERSON
ERIC BAKER
ALIBI JONES
WILLIAM LESSARD
MONICA LEWIS
LONNIE MONKA
& the late SYLVIA PLATH

Admission is FREE, and you can get your paws on our YEAR THREE print anthology before it officially goes on sale, for the special reading price of $10 (that’s 45% off the retail price)!

“Crystal” – Poetry by William Lessard

Crystal - Paul Klee, 1921
Crystal – Paul Klee, 1921

“Crystal” is one of four bewitching poems that William Lessard contributed to our Summer 2016 issue. Get your paws on a copy of FLAPPERHOUSE X to read them all!

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(After Starkweather’s imagine color)

IMAGE LIQUEFIED,
drawn
through a stem
metaphysical experiment
the beaker
below
I drink the pixels
50Mbps
taste like
Horror
taste
like Comedy
taste
like
we talk
all the time
but I never
met you
our failure
as Mystery,
as little
theatrical machine
that assembles
analogy
this is
what is it is
to live
with you,
to cast
my spell
into
the endless
blur

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