Our third collection of anarchist poetry, this one, science fiction, takes the form of academic commentary from our anarchist future on poetry written in the midst of the 21st century revolution. Surreal and lovely. By C. Campbell.
A poetry zine of crust and romance by Piperales:
Leave me smelling of cigarettes
stuck at overlooks straining
to see turnstiles, sang stories
with air flowing through his lips
like air through hydraulic brakes.
We roll cigarettes with fingers tinged
like the ceilings of so many tunnels.
Somewhere, a revolution is happening
that will never be broadcast.
Somewhere, the sun rises on a world
no longer drawn as if by some hand
of human pain.
The name of this collection of poetry is no mere hyperbole. When the G-20 met in Toronto, Canada in 2010 behind armed thugs and fortress walls to discuss the fate of the world, Kelly Pflug-Back was among those who took to the streets to counter it with the militancy that the situation demanded. The cops dragged her off and tormented her in jail for a month while the government attempted to frame her as the leader of the infamously leaderless Black Bloc. Many of her charges were dropped, but she pleaded guilty to the destruction of several police cars and corporate storefronts and awaits sentencing. She was sentenced to fifteen months behind bars for daring to be free, for writing her poetry with action and words alike. Every dollar received by the publisher from the sale of this volume will go to aid her in her struggle against the state.
We have just gone to print with this now (7/20/12) after having heard Kelly’s sentence. We are taking orders and the book will be mailed out as soon as we get it, probably by early to mid-august.
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