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by Gerard Sarnat

Location Location

Basket cases of Auschwitz survivors willed that their ashes be scattered
at Gucci’s or Dodgers Stadium so their daughters & sons might visit…
Forest Lawn cut loss-leader deals with W.C., Errol, Clark & Humphrey

among nebulae of movie stars in order to attract full-pay customers.
Pierce Brothers Inc.’s black hole gobbled up Marilyn Truman Zappa
& angled for Palance & Steiger freebies to attract their satellite fan clubs.

Yiddishkeit Hillside invested heavily in the borsht belt firm of Jolson
Benny & Berle, while Hollywood Forever landed Bugsy ‘n Johnny Ramone.
Pops’d have none of it, opting instead not for pristine seaside panoramas,

rather staking value claims in the Simi Valley tulies where he plus Mommy
could be parked in peace where the kids won’t come, faraway from LAX
but within room service of gas fumes & crash site freeway miasmas.

Albeit took decades, Dad made it his idea to flip eternity from East Rockaway
to Beverly Hills to the boonies back into City of Angels as long as the cost
of such a switch would be born by his decadent children — which we did.

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POET AT WORKGerard Sarnat MD received his education at Harvard and Stanford. He established and staffed clinics for the disenfranchised, has been a CEO of healthcare organizations, and was a Stanford professor. He and his wife of forty-five years have three children and two grandchildren with more on the way, and live in the room above their oldest daughter’s garage.

Gerry is the author of three critically acclaimed collections: HOMELESS CHRONICLES from Abraham to Burning Man (2010), Disputes (2012), and 17s (2014) in which each poem, stanza or line has 17 syllables. For Huffington Post reviews, reading dates including Stanford, publications and more, visit His books are available at select bookstores and on Amazon.

Gerard is currently featured as Songs of Eretz Poetry Review’s Poet of the Week with one of his poems appearing daily. Dr. Sarnat is the second poet ever to be so honored.

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by Sarah Davis


Beware of the men with shifty eyes
They are perverts
Beware of eyes
They will release your demons
Your mother will not believe you
And all of your relationships will suffer
Do not feel guilty for wearing short skirts
I wear short skirts
And there is nothing wrong with that
Everyone does it, even some men
If you do not do it, try it
It feels good to feel
The breeze between your knees

Women of the world: RISE UP!

If someone tells you not to travel alone
Go there. Buy an enormous backpack
With pockets to hold enough faux engagement rings
To barricade yourself from the banter at bars
Do not be afraid

Women of the world: RISE UP!

If you want another cookie, eat one
Or you will be unhappy
Plus Crème Brulee flavored yogurt is just not the same
You do not need to look like a model in a magazine
Do not be afraid
Some of the best women I know
Have more cushion for the pushin

Women of the world: RISE UP!

Take it easy
And for God’s sake stop gossiping
Dont believe the dancing woman in white that appears
In tampon commercials
She is a liar

Women of the world: RISE UP!

Do not be afraid of love
Because it will hurt you
But you will be stronger for it
Some of the best women I know
Have fragmented hearts

Women of the world: RISE UP!

This is a great life
Get dirty
Buy those shoes
Defend yourself
Empowerment is the only hope
Do not tear down other women
They are your best friends

Women of the world: RISE UP

The world is yours
Here, take it.

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Sarah Davis is working on her Masters in Fine Arts at California State University Long Beach. She works two jobs to support her growing coin collection as well as feeding a few stray cats in the neighborhood. She enjoys the work of Cecilia Woloch, Anne Sexton, and Tony Hoagland.

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The Same South

by Forrest Evans

The Same South

It always snows in Georgia
if you think of the cotton as snow.
You can smell the past in the leaves
and drift with the sway of the trees.
And if you don’t look down,
the mountains will feel like heaven.

Airy and sweet, meek and subtle—
There’s a hell and bliss in the south
and all the strange fruits ripe there;
but the jam isn’t as sweet as ignorance.
They ripe, are whipped and folded
into the meringue and creams.

To be eaten with the collards and
whatever’s left of the hogs and fathers.
And call you, “Docile and articulate.”
What’s the point of picking fruits if it’s meant
to fall on the ground near its roots?

You can’t smell the cookin’ from the
top if the fruit is covered with cream.
When will they learn? All that is
beautiful is not sweet and white,
it began brown as the soil you walk on.

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forrestForrest Evans is a short story writer, published poet, and librarian. She recently received her B.A. in English from Fort Valley State University and is a graduate student of The University of Alabama. Previous works of Evans can be seen in The Lavender Review. A military brat and raised in the Bible belt, Evans has returned to the south to continue writing. Evans lives between Georgia and Alabama where she writes and fights under education and gender inequality.

lipstickparty mag has also published Forrest’s poem, “Cobalt.”

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Pink Mist

by JJ McCullough

Pink Mist

Like a veteran of war,
shell-shocked by exploding artillery,
I still duck and cover
at the sound of your name.

Like an ill-fated amputee
suffering from a phantom limb,
my hollow ribcage still throbs
with an incurable absence.

Your sudden about-face
was a devastating landmine,
disintegrating my absolute faith;
leaving a ravine of ashes in its wake.

These days I never know
when the next grenade will detonate,
or when the last bomb will burst,
finally dissolving my remains into
pink mist.

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JJ McCullough is a native of East Tennessee though she did a 2 year stint in gorgeous Philadelphia for her M.F.A. in Creative Writing at Rosemont College. She currently resides in Asheville, NC – also known as the coolest town in the US. She began writing poetry at age 14 and has been pursuing a career in the field ever since, wishing one day to teach poetry to students/writers of ALL ages. She draws inspiration for her poetry from Kim Addonizio, Megan Falley, and Mary Karr. She is an avid fan of The Walking Dead, adores 80’s hair bands, and proudly proclaims her longstanding love for Nascar. 

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