Category Archive: Issue #5 – America! (and everywhere else)

Feb 01

And Then the Following Happened

I drank the exotic beer and then a hot German girl with milky, pale skin and big ones appeared, and then after that I ate the cat food and then a meadow appeared festooned with hundreds of animated fish, and then after that I brushed my teeth with the new toothpaste and then a photogenic …

Continue reading »

Feb 01

Holiday In Oaxaca

“Una cosa me da risa, Pancho Villa sin camisa.” I lift the flap of scalp, black as liver in the flashlight. I press it back in place. More or less. I stanch jets of blood–throbs of my own shrillness reddened, liquefied by mushrooms in a jungle omelette three days eaten. I press, feel bits of …

Continue reading »

Feb 01

All the Lesbians I’ve Ever Slept With: THE EX OF THE EX

We’ve all done it. Haven’t we? I mean, obviously, I am a raging degenerate with absolutely no morals and very little self-respect, but come on. Even if you haven’t, don’t try and tell me you’ve never for one minute thought about it. I’m talking, of course, about the ex-girfriend’s ex-girlfriend. That forbidden fruit, that notoriously …

Continue reading »

Feb 01

Outsourcing

i am no longer trying to write the great American novel it’s too time consuming & cuts into my online social networking time so i have outsourced all of my journals, notebooks & personal scribblings to a remote village in northern India where they are busy weaving it all into some semblance of American literature …

Continue reading »

Feb 01

Nicotine Wiggle of the Carcinogen Cowboy

what have we become? watch close you might see static positions flowing through a carpal tunnel syndrome a voice lost somewhere beneath the pillow under the bed behind the computer monitor hidden sinkholes in a virtual sandbox a lustful breath drifts from one strange mouth to the next violent erections scramble the internet porn while …

Continue reading »

Feb 01

Neo-Zine

I have a small PO box in the foyer of my building. Whenever I get something big in the mail, that means I have to walk about a mile to my inner city post office. So, getting snail mail for me is a double edged sword. It makes me happy as fuck, but, I’ve got …

Continue reading »

» Newer posts