The copier grew tired of copying,made a terrible, sick soundand died.I told my friends the poem wasblurry because the copier weptwhile reading it.That poem ruined the world,it made everyone shy.Now I’ve ruined the poem,there’s nothing leftbut a knight sticking his swordin a snail.One by one away they walked and went to their carsand every one…
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Mary Ruefle
Mary Ruefle is the author of My Private Property, Trances of the Blast, Madness, Rack, and Honey: Collected Lectures, a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award in Criticism, and the winner of the William Carlos Williams Award from the Poetry Society of America. She has published ten books of poetry, a book of prose, and a comic book, Go Home and Go to Bed! She is also an erasure artist, whose treatments of nineteenth century texts have been exhibited in museums and galleries, and published in A Little White Shadow. Ruefle is the recipient of numerous honors, including the Robert Creeley Award, an Award in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, a Guggenheim fellowship, a National Endowment for the Arts fellowship, and a Whiting Award. She lives in Bennington, Vermont.
Arthur Asa
Arthur Asa was born in Monterrey, Mexico. He studied graphic design and industrial design but decided to leave everything behind and become a construction worker. During this time he discovered all he ever wanted to do was draw and tell stories. He is now an illustrator by afternoon and a comic artist by night—sometimes both by night. He has a comic called Where the Heart Is that you can find online.
