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from effing press: IS IT THE KING ? by Farid Matuk

~Is It the King? by Farid Matuk
5 x 7.5
48 pages
saddle-stitched
cover art and design by Jared Faulkner
bound in assorted endpapers
$7.00~

Skanky Possum Reading Series: Scott Pierce & Farid Matuk

this saturday!
let us gather and be among each other!
get the new Matuk book squeezed fresh from effing's teet!
come early and shop the shelves!
hear poetry as day leaks out of the sky!
see people stand before you!
and read to you!
afterwards walk 1 block to the effing backyard party!
meet the handsome new effing intern, Brooks!
check out where he sleeps and works!
keg beer!
music!
maybe some art!
mosquitos!
bicycle police!
more!

So a cluster of pages walks into a bar...

Last night an 80+ page saddle-stapled signature walked into the bar where I was hanging out.  Nobody knew if he was a book or a chapbook or a bookbook or just another ambiguous literary art form. It was a very awkward situation.  But only for those around him.  For he was comfortable in the skin his maker gave to him.  That dude just flashed his text and drank his tequila and off he went into the humid night.  "What the hell was that!?" some woman screamed.  "I don't know but I think it might have been a mutant,"  one of the bartenders answered.  "A hybrid," whispered the other.   Spooky.

I know how size matters to you so...

The next book I publish will in fact be 12 feet by 35 feet (that's a 24 x 35 spread size, math genius!) and it will be approximately 34,567,834 pages.  The pages will be granite slabs about yay thick and bound together with industrial cable (also yay thick) in the style of smythe. The text will be both chiseled and fire-branded onto the surface.  Each page will be comprised of synonyms of the word "big".  There is so much research to do and languages to explore that a full orchestra has been hired to do the work.  The  work a full orchestra provides in this field just sounds fuller and fills out a stage making the stage full.  The orchestra requires much attention all the time.  And, they wear ties.  And all of them refuse travel by airplane (except the bassoon player who is also in charge of granite pagination).  So the planning that goes into movng them around is unimaginable.  The orchestra I mean.  But it's all about size.  It will probably matter more than any other art form or book or book of art forms or book(s) as art form(s) or orchestra-supported poetry publishing venture.  Be ready for this.

the last dream i remember

in my dream i had feathers instead of hair. i slept inside a house with no lights. i put on a tennis outfit and went out into the war and was killed almost immediately. my tennis outfit was dirtied with my guts. after i was killed i went inside and talked about waffles with my brother who was wearing a tie and a tennis outfit of his own.

labor report: the heating

The fat lady of summer sits on our faces. Using a chipping method some work still gets done - a form takes shape. Farid Matuk's effing joint IS IT THE KING? is about to print and other goods are baking in the oven beyond that. We move slow in the heat yet we move. The first official effing resident intern will take office at the end of this month. He will arrive by train with a typewriter and a bicycle. I will try to persuade the intern to keep an intern's journal - an intern's blog if you will. 

effing magazine #5 is being constructed in Savannah, GA where guest editor Allyssa Wolf now resides with her beau Jon Leon. Jon Leon is the author of TRACT of which I received an e-copy the other day. TRACT is a meth-fuck mind scramble set of prose so you know. still looking at the rear of summer for effing mag #5.

There will be a Skanky / Effing collab night Saturday, July 1. First, readings by yours truly and Farid Matuk at 12th Street Books where we'll celebrate Farid's effing book, then we'll move up the street to the effing studio/backyard for music, art, ale, and mosquito-slapping.  More details will arrive at your mind's eye in a week or so.

I'm thinking of a blowout summer book sell off of effing goods. I will offer some tantalizing discounts soon.

More books sold means more books made means more books read and collected.

Mostly the little blogger in me died or got sick and is bed-ridden.  Has fallen and can't get up. And is glad about that. Was mostly standing around with thumbs through the belt loops anyway. If you are looking for some information from me let us correspond mano y mano.  I like to know who I'm writing to. And I want to taste your language if you are offering.

now back to footy

Vote Pierce for MLS All-Star

You like poetry?  You like soccer?  Help a poet's soccer playing brother achieve stardom.  Go here and click on the link to the voting ballot.  Vote Rusty Pierce for All-Star defender.  Vote up to 10 times a day until July 7th.  Tell your friends and your friends' moms.

do not disturb

vanity/subsidy/POD responsible for content

interesting.

this reminds me of a joke I was once told