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Introductions

Dear poets,

When someone whose artistic skill is not in poetry writes you a love poem, pay attention.  Read it.  Savor it.  Cherish the fact that person loves you so much, they are willing to walk the wire to show much they love you.  Look at that person in awe and amazement.  Write a love poem back, one that person truly deserves.

Sincerely,

J. Bradley

I'm next to the author of that love poem. I was the subject of that love poem. I'm still floored by this fact and by her.

52/250 A Year Of Flash has one of my stories up, “Masonry”, which you can check out here and then check out the rest of the flash up there.

Ampersand Books is having one hell of a sale for Dodging Traffic as long as you purchased a copy of The Serial Rapist Sitting Behind You is a Robot.

Today at two pm at the Orlando Public Library, Laura van den Berg reads as part of their second Saturday reading series.  You can check out more about the reading here.

I think I have enough work to put together my We Will Live Like Our Ghosts Will Live project, which will be a hybrid of poetry, fiction, and flash fiction telling the story of a marriage and man coming apart and how he puts himself back together.  Not sure if anything like this has been done but I know I’ll be proud of the project once it’s done.

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No Love Poems For You

I used to take Valentine’s Day very seriously.  In the single sense, I was so sad I could wear a panda suit and you still wouldn’t touch me.  In the with someone sense, I did the usual wine & dine romance stuff, kicked a poem or three until I met my wife because of our major celebration calendar below.

February 5 – her birthday

March 5 – our getting together anniversary

October 11 – our wedding anniversary

At first, it was economic reasons why I stopped (X-mas + her birthday five weeks later + Valentine’s Day = Ramen) but then I realized Valentine’s Day doesn’t hold personal meaning with the missus; we didn’t get together that day.  My wife initially hated that I stopped getting into Valentine’s Day but she’s begrudgingly accepted why I’m not into it.  If I treated our anniversaries the way I treat Valentine’s Day, the missus would remove some of my organs while I’m awake and I would deserve it.

However for you lovers out there, I end this with a poem I wrote last year when I wrote a poem every day the week of Valentine’s Day except on Valentine’s Day; I hope I can get it into a Hallmark card.

Candy & Puppies

When you hold me
like a windowless van,
I wonder if sex offenders,
creepy uncles, artificial limbs
analyze the architecture
of your hugs.
P.S.: I think my poem, “Archeology“, would be a great poem to adapt into a video game, especially on the Wii.
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