XENITH

Let’s get right down to it. Here are the selected pieces from our community for the week ending May 1, 2010:

WRITING SPOTLIGHT

POETRY
Two poems: “Meat” and “Yes” by Woetra
“I saw a human life fill a bag, it splashed
upturned in the dirt, concentric ripples of ash
like an ocean dropped in a puddle,
and even the earth was repulsed.”

PROSE
The Produce Aisle by wickedwitch
This witty piece is one of those rare things on Xenith–a play. “There’s such a huge sea of people, and sometimes I get scared, like I’m going to be the only one left unpaired, the only person without a bridge partner, that I’m going to get lost, just one card in an identical pack that goes on and on and on. Sometimes I get so lonely I could gnaw my arm off…”

BLOGS
your arm! your arm, your arm: your arm. by wickedwitch
“at the same time almost, like some freakish overlapping backwards proof of the inexistence of your ruin, something good happens. what the fuck, universe, you wonder, as you watch sexy othello stab himself in the belly and you solidly, obviously rub elbows with the only other person in the room, someone who inexplicably wants to be there with you (you! you? you.)”

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