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Sandy, UT [SDP] -- Sam's Dot Publishing announced on 1 October 2007 the official release of JoSelle Vanderhooft's outstanding speculative poetry collection, Ossuary. The poems in this perfect bound trade paperback were inspired by the art of Erzebet YellowBoy, whose color artpieces are also featured with the poems they inspired. Although none of the poems appear to be related to flightless birds, these pieces of speculative fantasy take the reader on a journey through time and space and portals without having to leave the comfort of a Lay-Zee-Poet.
From the bittersweet bonding in "Puck in the Garden" to the rich genealogy of "Her Scent Is In Me," Vanderhooft explores the deepest meanings of human life as they relate to hopes, desires, and catastrophes. Ossuary is a ---
But first, a word from our sponsor. This breaking news story is brought to you by Michael Stauffer's poem "The Laundry Mat," which appears below, in which mechanisms take you on a fantastic journey while you wait for the undies to tumbledry. Stauffer also requests your vote when you vote for your favorites. And now, back to our regularly scheduled bulletin.
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The Laundry Mat
by Michael Stauffer
Sitting alone in the laundry mat
while my clothes tumble in the dryer,
spinning continuously before me
colors swirling, merging, mesmerizing me.
Laundry Mat begins to change
fantasy mixes with reality.
Children searching the floor for fallen quarters
become fairies and elves, mischief dancing in their eyes
Whino sleeping on the bench
his brown bagged bottle
clutched tightly to his chest
becomes a wise old sage, his bottle now a bag of magicks
Young mother folding her family's clothes
keeping a watchful eye on her fairies and elves
radiates beauty
transforming into a beautiful princess
preparing for her coronation.
The roar of the dryers
echoing the roar of a hundred dragons
washers spinning, shrieking,
the cries of spirits seeking to enter this world
My dryer stops, a dragon falls silent.
Underwear still damp, not too clean.
Back to reality
sitting alone in the laundry mat.