Ali Znaidi

by Horror Sleaze Trash on March 7, 2014

Ali Znaidi's Experimental Ruminations

Ali Znaidi (b.1977) lives in Redeyef, Tunisia where he teaches English. His work has appeared in Mad Swirl, Stride Magazine, Red Fez, BlazeVox, Otoliths, streetcake, & elsewhere. His debut poetry chapbook Experimental Ruminations was published in September 2012 by Fowlpox Press (Canada). From time to time he blogs at – aliznaidi.blogspot.com and tweets at @AliZnaidi.

 

In Praise of Natural Things: A Post-modern Ghazal

 

Your silicone

breast implants

 

don’t turn

me on.

 

It’s a fake

augmentation

 

w/ no stories

at all.

 

It’s just

a forgery

 

to provoke

onlookers.

 

But nothing more beautiful than natural things.

Nothing more provocative than exploring

 

the Silicon Valley of your brain,

while rejoicing in the fresh plants on its banks.

 

“In Praise of Natural Things: A Post-modern Ghazal” was previously published in Yareah Magazine.

 

 

An Erasure Body Poem

 

His deft tongue is a razor.

Her drained body is a wordy

poem.

A sharp-edged cutting instrument

is being used very properly:

 

—A cutting-edge erasure

poem is being generated.

 

 

a snowflakes junkie

 

Till the snow thaws I need more wood

to satiate the hunger of my fireplace.

 

Looking out the windowpane

I see those small snowflakes

as random notes filling in the blanks

of a post-punk fractured world redolent

w/ the aroma of pain,,,

 

& the land has become a snowflakes junkie

because it doesn’t like to age like a wrinkled

skin.

 

 

Tear-proof Mascara

 

She’s been blaming the rain

for every moment of sadness

lately.

Today she burns all her

water-proof coats

& starts wallpapering

her eyelashes w/

tear-proof mascara.

 

 

This Could Be Magic

 

This could be an experiment

that remedies the scars.

This could be a scalpel

that eviscerates the residues of pain.

This could be a horrifying green clay mask

that conceals a fleeting sun.

This could be a finger as soft as a feather

that is capable of lighting a somber room.

 

 

 

 

 

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