Bombs Bringing Us Together If the end of the world comes, there won’t be anything I can do except stand on the porch and listen to the Grackles gulp their last song, hoping that on the next try, humanity will succeed, a rose without any thorns, kindness will be what truly matters. If the end …
Category: In Conversation
May 09
We Survive by Jess Bryant
We Survive We are exhausted, war torn and weather beaten survivors We have been starving on the streets and a stranger in our own homes We’re the Dudeists that still attend church 3 times a year to make their mother in law smile We are the world’s poets and back alley artists whose brilliance will …
May 08
It Took A Near-Death Experience, Or Two… by Bradford Middleton
IT TOOK A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE, OR TWO… All those mornings lost To the bewilderment & Madness & the whole god-damn Sadness of all those Hungover mornings that would Ravage the day into a nothing, A nothing But pain But dry heaving But thinking & dreaming of Death, the ultimate cleanser, Kind of day. Those days …
May 07
Richard Modiano reviews John O’Kane’s The Accidental Jesus
John O’Kane’s The Accidental Jesus is a thought-provoking and highly engaging novel that deftly blends satire, social critique, and spiritual exploration. O’Kane introduces us to a protagonist whose unexpected rise as a modern-day messiah figure sheds light on the complexities of contemporary society. Through sharp, often humorous dialogue, and a rich tapestry of characters, O’Kane …
May 06
THE POLISH HAMMER POETRY CORNER: Everybody Else is Stacking Cash, So Why Ain’t I? by Karl Koweski
Everybody Else is Stacking Cash, So Why Ain’t I? How much money you got stashed in your bank account? What’s your 401K looking like? Do you have at least four months’ salary put back in savings in case you lose your job? These are the sort of questions my wife bombards …
May 05
2 poems by James Duncan
Sky Blue Eggshells everything I hear out the window will outlive me,the birds giving birth to birds giving birth to birds dead tendrils of houseplant lie in piles on the floorcoiling snakes of yesterday the dust of tomorrow a hammering echoes in the neighborhood distanceso I close the window but still hear the soft intrusion …
May 04
The Unluckiest Man Alive by Gregory Smith
The Unluckiest Man Alive “Yet another souvenir for the box,” Wally mumbled to himself, gazing at his right shoe. Wally felt the hole in the sole. The discarded shoe would join his wristwatch that had stopped keeping time, his burnt Park Ranger hat and his ripped gray trousers in the box of “shocking” memorabilia he …
May 03
a poem & art by Carl Scharwath
Anthropomorphism Darkness dreams slowly as she stands on the edge of space. Empty crossings in the corner capture her in a constellation. She is stardust, she is earth. Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 250+ publications selecting his writing or art. Carl has published four poetry …
May 02
2 short fictions by Dan Denton
Three Pills and Two Different Sighs He sat at his two-chair table after work. His forearms heavy in the apartment’s kitchenette. He sipped black gunpowder from a chipped and stained ceramic coffee mug, and stared at three pill bottles sitting across from him. The ups and downs of being bipolar were down down down again, …
May 01
You out here by Rhea Melina
You out here Yeah, you out here making fun of millionaires in space but have you canceled your Prime membership? If not, it’s you paying for it, all of it with your money and your time and your energy and your eyes and you will go nearly blind but won’t be able to pay for …