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New and On View: Mudlark Flash No. 12 (July 2001) R. D. Girard | Four Poems Leukemia In The Drinking Water Tet Is Nice But It's Not Christmas White On White | Priced To Move "R. D. Girard lives in Washington and Los Angeles and writes poems when he can't sleep at night." White On White In the neglected regions of capital a gentle genetic tug arcs across the shift from tactile to digital-- your face's cold fusion persists across generations of bathtub marxists and pit bosses and women wearing bespoke suits. Many years later, as you find yourself teaching in a barrio high school only to be fired for telling your students that the difference between poetry and rhetoric is the difference between orgasm and ejaculation, you will remember the day your father took you to discover ragtime--production trading eights with mechanical reproduction at the dark end of the street. The good old days live in the electric air sucked over and over through the ones and zeros punched into dusty piano rolls, in the ebbs and flows between flaccid and tumescent, in the pinstriped spokes of a spinning wheel when they begin to pinwheel backward. Needs not your own wait at the end of the end of representation. Spread the word. Far and wide, William Slaughter _________________ MUDLARK An Electronic Journal of Poetry & Poetics Never in and never out of print... E-mail: [log in to unmask] URL: http://www.unf.edu/mudlark