Showing posts with label Spaceship Twangdog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spaceship Twangdog. Show all posts

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Guaranteed to include at least one dog, the Delinquent Issue 15 out now


Join me in space and the upstairs food court, next to the fish world baine-maries, by buying number 15 of the Delinquent Magazine. It is full of words. This issue I have become the descendant of a prominent Roman (of Greek ethnicity) physician, surgeon and philosopher.


It includes:

Darren Millard, Pascal O’Loughlin, Rob Stuart, G David Schwartz, Joe Dresner, Nick Bridson Baker, Patrick Sugrue, Dill Darling, C. S. Fuqua, Clive Birnie, Andrew Smith, Natasha Carthew, C. Jak Mussington, Matt Dennison, Duncan Jones, Ray Blake, Wendy Jane Muzlanova, Ahimsa Timoteo Bodhrán, Jen Campbell, Alan Price, Steven Earnshaw, Jim Higo, J. J. Steinfeld, Jeremy Quinn, Philip Loyd, Denny E. Marshall, David Porter, Tom Wingfield, N. A’Yara Stein, Steven Loton, Augustine Cerf, Adele Geraghty, Ellie Samuels, Jake David, Timothy James Earl, Lance Nizami, Jeffrey C. Alfier, Jason King, Chris Guidon, Rob E. Cole, Regina C. Green, David Mac, Carys Bray, Charles Portolano, Dennis Mahagin, Andrew Galen, Juli Jana, Jim Bennett, Collin Grabarek, Roger Turner, Laura Carter, Jude Dillon, Dave Migman, Christopher Oie Keller, Ken Champion, Alex Howard, B. R. Bonner, Franz K. Baskett, Brooke Persich, Rick Henry, David Lewitzky, Kathy Ewing, Gary Beck, Tyler Bigney, Raymond Antrobus, Shean Tan, Frank C. Praeger, John Brantingham, Paul Murphy, Pauline Suwanban, Charles Pitter, and Simon Howells.


Meet DARPA's Hypersonic glider





Monday, July 18, 2011

Poems forthcoming in The Delinquent Magazine Issue Fifteen

August is double poem month, all in Issue 15 of The Delinquent Magazine.

If I'd sold my Grandma I’d buy her back.

Now Marvel at this picture of an Oltec Merchant who offers to help your people.




Now read below for another great collection of acceptance words.

“The theme to this issue’s acceptance letter is IDENTITY, or what makes you you. So expect references to your municipal swimming baths, and local cafes, and other amenities, paeans and peonies.
Understandably, tailoring our messages with pungent local landmark spices will take a little time. But it is an undertaking we are more than willing to shoulder, because we want to know more and more and more about the leaky roofs and raging hormones that make you all so special. We have enlisted the services of a few hundred recently unemployed journalists to make this happen (with a few Met officers thrown in for free).
In the meantime, while we gather the dirt, we are pleased to tell you that we will be printing “Spaceship Twangdog” and “The baine-maries” in issue 15 of the delinquent.
Home is where the heart is.

What’s an Oltec Merchant?
I can hear you ask.