The Rejected Messiah

Written by Garrison Benson in Poetry on Tuesday, February 24, 2015.
The rejected messiah climbs down
from his botched crucifixion, still
alive. That sure was anticlimactic.
Blood was spilled; no one got saved.
Where to next? Should he search
for another sinner, another sacrifice,
another chance to do everything right?
(Maybe try thicker nails next time.)
Or did that one count ...

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The World We're Living In

Written by Garrison Benson in Essays on Monday, February 23, 2015.

I create worlds.

When someone says that, you can assume one of a few possibilities: A) he's a god who has taken human form, B) he has access to godlike technology, or C) he's a nerd. For better or worse, I inhabit the last category. I create imaginary ...

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Peace

Written by Garrison Benson in Poetry on Sunday, February 8, 2015.

War never ends as easily as it starts. You get your hands dirty and do what needs to be done to stop the fighting: flee, surrender, sign treaties, drive out the enemy, burn every last village and hunt down every last villager — whatever is necessary. Do that and the fighting ...

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Attractive Humanlike Simulacra

Written by Garrison Benson in Essays on Saturday, January 31, 2015.

They say that if you drop a frog into a pot of boiling water, it leaps out; but if you drop a frog into lukewarm water and then boil it, the frog will stay in the pot and die. When the change is gradual, the frog can't tell that ...

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Disintegrations

Written by Garrison Benson in Poetry on Saturday, January 17, 2015.
I play with LEGO, so I know
that everything that happens
either blows the world apart
or builds it anew, day by day,
brick by brick. Sometimes, after
the dark whirlwind of chaos — my baby
brother — arrives, hurling everything
beautiful to the ground in a shower
of plastic confetti, I ...

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