SurVision Magazine / Kate LaDew

there's an atomic clock ticking by my record player table

it's able to recalculate itself, blinking at the same rate as the world, accurate to infinity, dropping down to the hundredth of any given second, cooling atoms to absolute zero, measuring clouds of fountains, atoms tossed into the air by lasers, all this sits by my record player table I watch the thick vinyl turn, looping out sounds that will be stored in my brain for eternity while everything else trickles through my heart like rain they say ted williams could read the label of a spinning record from 60 feet away I wonder if he counted the stitches on every baseball, one by one or twos or fives, flying towards him in wavering lines, atoms are weightless in the toss, invisible to any human eye would ted have caught them with his bat, sent them over that great green wall in splatters? does it matter if we're all one second off? when it's finally time to die will we raise our hands into the air, grasping at something we're told is there but have never seen? one eye on that atomic clock, the other blinking with the rhythm of our slowing heart give me my last second back, we'll shout at God you owe it to me after all this living

dead little girls

men picking marks in shaded parks limp-eyed mothers preparing dust sheets for their dead little girls. smiles in every style, eyes like spies beguile us for awhile, a deathbed affair, as we watch through screens like water our daughter slaughter. red dots on a page, a relief map of tiny hands, tiny wiles, thrown across the earth for miles.
all the little girls running, flash, bang, pop, all the little girls drop.
the sound is stunning.

Kate LaDew lives in Graham, NC. A graduate from the University of North Carolina at Greensboro with a BA in Studio Arts, she was the recipient of the North Carolina Governor's Award of Excellence in Writing and Arts, the North Carolina English Teacher's Association National Writing Award, and has been published in Writer's Digest, The American Drivel Review, The Oak, Spiral-Bridge, SN Review, Penduline, Foliate Oak, Split Rock Review, Shot Glass Journal, Wild Violet, North Wind Magazine, etc.

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An international online magazine that publishes Surrealist poetry in English. Issue Two KATE LaDEW there's an atomic clock ticking by my record player table it's able to recalculate itself, blinking at the same rate as the world, accurate to infinity, dropping down to the hundredth of any given second, cooling atoms to absolute zero, measuring clouds of fountains, atoms tossed into the air by lasers, all this sits by my record player table I watch the thick vinyl turn, looping out sounds that will be stored in my brain for eternity while everything else trickles through my heart like rain they say ted williams could read the label of a spinning record from 60 feet away I wonder if he counted the stitches on every baseball, one by one or twos or fives, flying towards him in wavering lines, atoms are weightless in the toss, invisible to any human eye would ted have caught them with his bat, sent them over that great green wall in splatters? does it matter if we're all one second off? when it's finally time to die will we raise our hands into the air, grasping at something we're told is there but have never seen? one eye on that atomic clock, the other blinking with the rhythm of our slowing heart give me my last second back, we'll shout at God you owe it to me after all this living dead little girls men picking marks in shaded parks limp-eyed mothers preparing dust sheets for their dead little girls. smiles in every style, eyes like spies beguile us for awhile, a deathbed affair, as we watch through screens like water our daughter slaughter. red dots on a page, a relief map of tiny hands, tiny wiles, thrown across the earth for miles. all the little girls running, flash, bang, pop, all the little girls drop. the sound is stunning. Kate LaDew lives in Graham, NC. A graduate from the University of North Carolina at Greensboro with a BA in Studio Arts, she was the recipient of the North Carolina Governor's Award of Excellence in Writing and Arts, the North Carolina English Teacher's Association National Writing Award, and has been published in Writer's Digest, The American Drivel Review, The Oak, Spiral-Bridge, SN Review, Penduline, Foliate Oak, Split Rock Review, Shot Glass Journal, Wild Violet, North Wind Magazine, etc.
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