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    Other Cruel Things
    Other Cruel Things
    Other Cruel Things
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    Other Cruel Things

    By Ray Succre

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    First published by Differentia Press in 2010, this second edition of Other Cruel Things has a slightly different line-up, and has been set into a new format for ebook readers.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRay Succre
    Release dateMay 31, 2012
    ISBN9781476153605
    Other Cruel Things
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    Ray Succre

    Ray Succre is 35 and currently lives in Coos Bay, Oregon, a small, coastal town where art is sparse and, when it does exist, is of a general relation to driftwood, deer, dying romance, or various maritime subjects. He has tried to leave the town numerous times. He is married, has a six year-old son, and loves the south coast. He is a novelist and a writer of poetry, and has recently returned to college in order to become Mr. Succre, an eventual teacher of English to your kids. As an author, Ray's work can be found in hundreds of publications across two dozen countries. His poetical fugue theory has been published in several places and his early work also appeared (with excellent company) in The Book of Hopes and Dreams, a charity anthology edited by Dee Rimbaud, out of Scotland. Ray has been nominated for the the Best of the Web Award, as well as the Pushcart Prize on several occasions, and he is also a winner of the Adroitly Placed Word Award, for spoken word.

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      Other Cruel Things - Ray Succre

      Shut Up and Talk

      No more marine exposition,

      no more floral fetters,

      no, and by a joy with breath, no more expiry.

      I tire of you. Childhood is doomed always.

      I throw out the old photographs, garbage all,

      and love might go without reference now,

      tough and stringy and blandly boiled as it is

      (why we often serve it with wine).

      What more? Reference the Almighty or past?

      Gad, a handgun with balls hanging from the grip.

      Summery urge? Fits of rebuttal

      or pretty summary? Hello sleepy.

      Irreverent this-and-that, surreal that-to-this,

      the absurd or look-see hint? What more?

      Too many winks burn out one eye.

      No more, but what more? Less? I am choking.

      Sadly, they are the looping stems tomorrow

      that will bark us what we made.

      I've no answer. Let’s talk.

      Epigon

      I became electric when I began bathing with jellyfish,

      preponderant in seeking to retire in isolation,

      whereby my small nurse, Solitude, might imitate me.

      I filled the bathtub with cold water and lovely hydrozoans.

      They plumed their tendrils and fettered their wings,

      and I slid into them, the water, being a creaturely thing,

      joining the siphonophore, a variate bustle of clarity.

      I would report there was warmth, companionship,

      but I became poisonous, which is a brazen and honest trait.

      Natation overjoys my will. I might swim

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