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She
Every so often a book comes out that is a grand summation of existence. SHE is an experiment of unlimited scope- a quilt of a novel sewn in incremental nuggets of moment. As much philosophical meditation as modern love story, SHE is what happens when you take a human life, stretch it out and pin it down like the frog in biology class. How many pieces of green flesh are cut and scattered before the classroom hushes at the indelible beating heart? Written in 100 different moments encapsulated in 100 different years in 1 human life, SHE takes place not in the order that time prescribes, but in the pace of human experience. The world does not delineate meaning, death shocks, and the only chance SHE has of finding her place in the universe is to understand where the dropped mirror shatters. Temporarily sacred, temporally scattered, SHE will haunt (and save!) you.
Tell It to My Locker Partner
Plucked out of thin air like golden silk spun from the mind of a worm marinated in the cheap tequila unearthed from a pirate ship on the banks of the Mississippi from a flash flood of Cajun Creativity, TELL IT TO MY LOCKER PARTNER reminds us all that death, like Word 95, has no spell-check, and that poetry only performs miracles for those who love chocolate. Three years in the making, thirty-six years in production, and one sunny afternoon away from being drenched in salt water, TELL IT TO MY LOCKER PARTNER is a "fine collection of stories and poetry" (New York Book Quotes), from "a true American original working comfortably within his genre." (St. Louis Dispatch) "Bellman has done it again" (Internet Book Reviews). ""With this thirteenth book, Gabriel Leif Bellman has proven that even his B-Sides are tough enough for the A-Team." (Ann Arbor Radio News)
Just Ash
Just Ash is a book of poetry written over the course of a year. If you notice the subtle changes in the prominence of your cheekbone, elasticity of your skin, if you feel a general decline in excitability over mass catastrophe, then you are tuned in to the passage of time. Before time passes too quickly, we can capture it in word, in print. This book of poems is the eleventh book by Gabriel Leif Bellman, who still does not get it. Or maybe he does. This book is the equivalent of a look in the mirror by a bottle of whiskey, poured over a fire, on a sinking ship. What does a flame see while it burns? What is left of us when we die?
Spoon Me
SPOON ME will keep you up like a line of cocaine on the Queens nipple, put you down like a vomiting baby, move your sofa like a friend with a bad back, decline your invitation like it conflicted with a tour of a chocolate factory, offer you advice like your own mother after two shots of tequila, spur your advances like a date with the Pope, and make sense of all your Mustang Ranch marriage licenses like a Nevada judge. Written in gold silk from the melted remains of Egyptian gods by an eighth century mystic on the quills of an extinct peacock species and then recovered on the bottom of the ocean by a shark-bitten surfer, SPOON ME is that rare work of fiction that comes along suddenly and ends up in your bed, curled around your body, keeping you warm, snuggling and nestling against you so you feel that rare sense of perfection in the moment as it is actually happening. It is a book that whispers to you, that you can whisper to spoon me
Sum Swerve
SUM SWERVE (short s.f. stories) Add it up- these short stories, songs, poems, plays, and operas have been assembled with the meaning of life in mind: for fun. Written by a silverback gorilla in Java, translated to C++, encrypted, mailed to the admissions office of a California law school during the Great Depression and then held in probate for forty years before slipping in off the waitlist, SUM SWERVE slices the imagination, massages the prostate, and is yours to keep (for a low-low price!) These short stories love you. You need them. Put under the unbalanced leg of your pool table when facing the devil in a game of 8 ball with nothing less than your soul stake, here are stories to steady your cue when two banks, corner pocket, comes around. Strike it, sink it, and in the end- it was all propped up on SUM SWERVE.
Therefore, I Think
THEREFORE I THINK is a book that examines the intersection of science and philosophy. Catching the great minds like a web, science and philosophy have drawn out great mental gymnastics throughout history. Now put into poetry, side by side, these disciplines provoke ruminations on the thoughts and systems that guide our modern lives through base experience, raw data, and pure hope. These poems hope to provide us with an understanding of the framework we have created for answering the call of ourselves. What and where do we find meaning from or in? What answers given and what questions posed have those shapers of experiments offered to us? In a dialectic approach, here are poems that trip the line between that which is science (real) and that which is philosophy (ethereal). These lines set out the myriad attempt to attack, kill, and bring home in a rucksack the slippery, looming, meaning of life.
Sleeps Never That City
Sleeps Never That City involves a year in a relationship unfolding anachronistically in New York City. It is written in vignettes, detailing an urban struggle to make peace with a girlfriend (Q.) and a life in a city on a planet that is always in flux. Following in the tradition of bohemian city-dwelling writers and poets, Sleeps promises to provoke introspection into our purposely busy lives and purportedly cluttered relationships. Sometimes the only beginnings we have are endings, and the only way to clarity is for life to unfold backwards...
Flatbush Fiction
Written with quills on the backs of eighteen-thousand fortune cookie fortunes and then taped together, FLATBUSH FICTION is written with the intensity of a staring contest, the passion of a maraschino cherry, and the lucidity of a monk achieving consciousness on his deathbed lying on top of Curious George sheets. With some of the same words as the Bible, the Talmud, and the Koran, FLATBUSH FICTION is sure to inspire fanaticism and prayer among one or two people. From a parody of Lolita to a story about dancing naked with monkeys, the stories contained here can be wadded up into bottles and sent out to sea. Inventive, exciting, funny, poignant, this thick book might very well be in your shirt pocket when you go back in time and take a bullet from Jesse James. In short: this book can save your life.
Bodies of Waste
BODIES OF WASTE is a poetry book that sets out to illuminate the mystery of garbage and the mysteriousness of pornography. Set out of the glare of societys mainstream headlights, these marginalized concepts flicker in the shadows, capturing our noses, our imagination, our disgust, and our excitement. Linking together Porn and Garbage, the poems in this book set to bring to our attention the very thing which we hope to avoid: ourselves. Cutting open the dichotomy of our values, dissecting the hypocrisy of gross, these poems of garbage and pornography, these bodies of waste, are only our own.
