Dear Friends,
Arabella Proffer and I are starting an experimental magazine this summer called
The Pulchritudinous Review and we would love it if you would submit 1-2 pages of prose, poetry, prosody, or art. Whatever you fancy. Since the magazine is experimental we are open to whatever work you might send. Pulchritudinous means beautiful, but it could mean political, activist, environmental.... The deadline is August 15 because we're hoping for a summer issue that might be done around September (wishful thinking?). Please send your artwork to bellaproffer@gmail.com and your written work to ReneeZepeda@gmail.com . Any suggestions or questions you might have are welcome. And please spread the word, the more submissions, the better!
Best Wishes,
Renee Zepeda and Arabella Proffer
Editors

XXVI. SOLO
Drinking the last of the best party wine
The noise of the city is the hum of our time
Which is not definitive by any stretch
I must be painting a still life: grapefruit, coffee
While
people are killing for money
I find when the snow is thick
A version of a Spanish mosaic
Even white trains whistle through my sleep
And you’re slowly switching habits to fit in
You borrowed friends’ bodies
To see how they fit
And I see you turning to borrow one more
Shake
the snow-globe upside-down
I'm not here now, and it's good



