Aim For the Head
By Rob Sturma
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Rob Sturma
ROB STURMA is the editor of Aim For The Head, the zombie-themed poetry anthology on Write Bloody Publishing (as seen in the New York Times and Time Magazine Online), and the online pop culture journal FreezeRay. His work can be seen in a number of print anthologies and online at The Nervous Breakdown, Borderline, Ghost House Review, Indiefeed, and a million social media sites. He lives in Oklahoma City, OK, where he co-hosts the Red Dirt Wayward Poets open mic and stays nerdy.
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Aim For the Head - Rob Sturma
Aim for the Head
a collection of poetry
Derrick C. Brown & Rob Sturma, Editors
Write Bloody Publishing
America’s Independent Press
Long Beach, CA
writebloody.com
Copyright © Derrick C. Brown & Rob Sturma 2011
No part of this book may be used or performed without written consent from the author, if living, except for critical articles or reviews.
Brown, Derrick C.
Sturma, Rob.
1st edition.
ISBN: 978-1-935904-47-2
Interior Layout by Lea C. Deschenes
Cover Designed by Bill Jonas
Cover Art by David Ayllon
Interior Illustrations by Leigh White and Freedom Drudge
Proofread by Jennifer Roach
Edited by Derrick Brown and Rob Sturma
Re-loaded by Rob Sturma
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Special thanks to Lightning Bolt Donor, Weston Renoud
Printed in Tennessee, USA
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To contact the author, send an email to [email protected]
Daphne Gottlieb’s fifteen ways to stay alive
appears courtesy of special permission by Manic D Press
John Paul Davis’s The Zombie, Rejected By His Human Lover, Responds
first published by Cordite Poetry Review
Aim for the Head
George Romero Never Lied to Us
by Ryk McIntyre
The dignity of zombie movies has always been the harsh face
we are shown of ourselves. The dead will always be the same:
equal parts hunger and will. They will always be conspicuous
consumption. We have changed. We don’t fear the graveyard
as much as chemical spills. Don’t listen for the Houngan drums,
it is the laboratory reports that are twined with magic programs,
reanimation cyphers; perfectly sterile, untouched by human hands
or even a single voice asking why. No wonder so many movies
begin in hospitals and research facilities. The sound of lab glass
breaking has devoured the thud-thud-shhhh of dirt being dug
from underneath. We have come so far in the future, we’ve flown
to the moon. But it’s still the grave that claims our dreams, and feeds
us fear of being eaten alive. We could upload our individual death
on Youtube. It would be karmic justice on American terms: no worries
that God will call you home entirely. Pieces of us will walk forever.
Tanka: Yet Another Poem
About the Zombie Apocalypse Part 1
by Curtis X Meyer
That day—when at last
the zombie apocalypse
arrives —fuck the mall.
I’m going where I know it’s
deserted: the library.
Fifteen Ways to Stay Alive
by Daphne Gottlieb
1. Offer the wolves your arm only from the elbow down. Leave tourniquet space. Do not offer them your calves. Do not offer them your side. Do not let them near your femoral artery, your jugular. Give them only your arm.
2. Wear chapstick when kissing the bomb.
3. Pretend you don’t know English.
4. Pretend you never met her.
5. Offer the bomb to the wolves. Offer the wolves to the zombies.
6. Only insert a clean knife into your chest. Rusty ones will cause tetanus. Or infection.
7. Don’t inhale.
8. Realize that this love was not your trainwreck, was not the truck that flattened you, was not your Waterloo, did not cause massive hemorrhaging from a rusty knife. That love is still to come.
9. Use a rusty knife to cut through most of the noose in a strategic place so that it breaks when your weight is on it.
10. Practice desperate pleas for attention, louder calls for help. Learn them in English, French, Spanish: May Day, Aidez-Moi, Ayúdeme.
11. Don’t kiss trainwrecks. Don’t kiss knives. Don’t kiss.
12. Pretend you made up the zombies, and only superheroes exist.
13. Pretend there is no kryptonite.
14. Pretend there was no love so sweet that you would have died for it, pretend that it does not belong to someone else now, pretend like your heart depends on it because it does. Pretend there is no wreck—you watched the train go by and felt the air brush your face and that was it. Another train passing. You do not need trains. You can fly. You are a superhero. And there is no kryptonite.
15. Forget her name.
Gifts For the Dead at Christmas
by Andy Buell
blankets
worm repellent
a haircut
a manicure
a new suit to wear
pictures of who I grew into
letters to reintroduce myself
Apologies for not shedding tears when I heard the news. I promise you it was only because I didn’t understand, years later it was the fermented spirits that held them back.
Tape recordings of my voice,
telling you how the bath felt
in the tub I still don’t fit into,
I watched reflections of a savior
circle the drain for hours.
Reminders that you will never
have to deal with traffic again.
Finally waving goodbye
with my eyes open.
Leaving Ashlee
by John Andrews
in another life
your stomach hangs
with weight from our children
we are slow dancing
the kitchen is on fire
we don’t turn
our heads
watch it burn
in this one
your stomach hangs
the weight of what could have been
I left you
on the front porch
shackled to a column
legs folded underneath
blood flowering out
your mouth
a hunger I could
never feed
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