Allyson Paty
& Danniel Schoonebeek

Torch Song: Modern Liquor



It’s an american movie it’s a man


it’s a woman they’re trying to talk


girl says time to disappear he shoots


her son of a bitch guy says I swore


her line was I’m the distance here



When I say your name it’s mine


and I claim the place where I sleep


I don’t think of gypsum or lumber


or how the hands raised the walls


when I pardon myself I don’t speak

Torch Song: Kriegspiel



I will set down my oath in flint


and fire when I guide my sickle


through a field of wheat and sink


my arrows and follow the moon


I say this is signing my name



Your move if I say this and press


the stone we stole from the beach


in your palm our letdown of a god


he’s failing at daylight but the rat


king is sly he’s built his nest of wool

Torch Song: Old Knife



When I find him tending asphodel


& the raw skin’s red beneath his rope


My son will you spare me a pinch of blood


he bleats & the song in his goat ears


is I sure hope you live forever pop



Solitaires of amethyst & peridot


I wore around my neck like two


hanged queens the winds come


to shine them the santa ana she


builds a dust bowl of my ribcage


ALLYSON PATY’s work has appeared or is forthcoming in Tin House, Best New Poets 2012, DIAGRAM, Handsome, and elsewhere. She co-founding editor of Singing Saw Press, a fine art and poetry publisher and currently serves as editor in chief of Washington Square Review.


DANNIEL SCHOONEBEEKs first book of poems is American Barricade (YesYes Books, 2014). His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Tin House, Boston Review, Fence, Gulf Coast, BOMB, Indiana Review, Guernica, Denver Quarterly, Colorado Review, Verse Daily, Drunken Boat, and elsewhere. He writes a monthly column on poetry for The American Reader, hosts the Hatchet Job reading series in Brooklyn.