semantikon feature literature
May 2009:
Mick Parsons Guest Editor
Matthew Zetter
1. Evening Song
2. The Box
3. Fractures
4. Instructions to a Child on a Swing
5. On Finding Maggots at the Bottom of a Trash Can

Jose Zarate
1. Excerpt from script The Smugglers
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About Matthew Vetter:
Matthew Vetter is a recent graduate of Spalding University’s MFA in Writing Program. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in numerous regional and national journals including The Louisville Review, Midwest Quarterly, and the Poetry Foundation's syndicated newspaper column, American Life in Poetry. He lives in Morehead, Kentucky with his wife and two children. You can read and see more of him at:

matthewvetter@wordpress
                  --or--
2poets@blogspot.com


About Jose Zarate:
Jose Zarate graduated with a BFA in Intermedia with an emphasis on Video Production and Computer Animation.  He has worked as a Graphic Desinger, Computer Animator.  Currently he teaches at Mesa Community College as Adjunct Faculty.  His current writings focus on the Mexican American borders and its people. 
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Fractures

Prying open a bottle of beer
with the bottom of a bic,
I think of my son: only one

year old. But if the skull
could talk, it would confess
the places of one hundred falls:

the corner of the coffee table;
the wet tile of the bathroom
after I so carefully washed

his feet, hands, genitals;
the smack of the screen door;
the concrete porch with its

red wagon and hanging baskets
of petunias. This is our own
brand of domestic violence.

The children don’t listen and I
become desperate. I slam my fist
on the kitchen table. They look

away. They tape green maple
leaves to the walls and rip
the violets from their vase,

then offer them to us like
some kind of infantile sacrifice.
Their mother and I pace the house

all night, sullen and silent,
refusing to speak to each other,
for one reason or another.