by Tim Murray “Hello horses!” said the horse. — Bernard Wiseman Clark Coolidge musta stubbed his big toe While carrying a platter of words Spilled ‘em all over the page he did And I’m gonna make it outta this hogdamn Generation without getting tattooed Yeah I’m an old hermit grouch Peering from behind the grumpy …
Category Archive: Issue #3
Oct 15
Discovery
by John Grey Arms, ribs, pelvises: this is what they dug out of the mud. Don’t disturb anything said the woman in black shawl but they already had. Old graveyard or massacre site… this stuff still had to be moved. Chop it up, boil it down, roads are needed, shopping centers must be built. So …
Oct 15
we get what we deserve
by Keith Landrum blind believers salt my wounds with forced tears of mercy and they tell me there’s a man above and a beast below and I am stuck somewhere in between these believers with their fear drenched faith warn me of an end yet unseen and I must choose a place for my soul …
Oct 15
Not Yet There
by Brenton Booth I see the sparrows dying on fence posts children slaughtered in department stores— their blood an essential victory— 24 hour newsstands moulding the clay of decades chants for the honour of long dead gods art more silent than tears— this is it: the big bad sunshine the words that fall like screaming …
Oct 15
Intimations of Mortality (Or, Lamar Pye Contemplates, What Could Be, His Last Supper)
by Jason Ryberg Through a mad dog’s eyes, the right subtle shift in perception, like the tumble and click of a secret code or complex equation, suddenly fathomed at 3 or 4AM, maybe, can bring you to your bended knees on the cold flower-patterned linoleum of God’s dungeon floor. Soon you find yourself there, nightly, …
Oct 15
The Slippery Slope Of Infinite Regression
by Jason Ryberg Those far-off and fleeting buzzards of indeterminate feeling, pyrning and gyring on the horizon, those flittering moths of thought recently seen accumulating, at the oddest times, on the shimmering quicksilver edge of your mind’s magnificent fish-eye lens… they’ve been rapidly devolving into dubious notions and bizarre insecurities concerning the teleological motions of …
Oct 15
This couch
by Mike Boyle Worn in like a glove several braces broken & propped up with pillows stuffing spilling out of broken creases let’s call it 20 yr couch although it’s been 19 never put legs on the thing, and who knows where they went guess it was ’92 in another apartment with thin walls it …
Oct 15
perpendicular to the axis of change
by Carl Miller Daniels “squamous epithelial cells are great fun–why, just imagine what fun one can have with squamous epithelial cells!” said the first tall skinny college freshman to his tall skinny college freshman roommate. they were both biology majors, and they were both learning stuff, in their dorm room, late at night, before a …
Oct 15
joe, would you like to say the blessing tonight?
by Carl Miller Daniels the sensation of euphoria spoke to the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy like the lover he wished he had. the lover would be male, a year or two older than him, with a great body, a fantastic smile, and a huge thick dick. ah, how the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy …
Oct 15
On the Burning Shore
by Kevin Ridgeway the pastor prays for our souls as we set up camp near the lifeguard station, the ocean bathed in glitter from the rays of the sun three of us will be baptized in the ocean today; I steal away in my bare feet scorched against sand and pavement to a liquor store …