Buddhist Math and Catholic Fish-Fry
Buddhist Math and Catholic Fish-Fry By TW Bond When I am in Japan, I sometimes work with a small construction company. It is a rainy
Buddhist Math and Catholic Fish-Fry By TW Bond When I am in Japan, I sometimes work with a small construction company. It is a rainy
WHEN A BOY By Willie Smith When a boy my balls were forever breaking stuff. Knocking over vases, clearing tables with a crash, finding windows,
and you will know me by the trail of ding dongs by DIY Danna Running like a rat on the treadmill away from those soiled
Nowist, Part III By Xina Wojo sated the sweet-tooth baited my weak root pulsing and cramping, getting it all out; a new soul evicted- someone
Three Days of Fever By El Guero Three days of fever with high desert spring coming on is like waking up in New Orleans three
Untitled #6 By Michael Aird you there— sitting cross-legged or with both feet on the floor nobody talks the mechanism of space into a perfect
An excerpt from “Player Piano”, Kurt Vonnegut’s 1st novel. Paul had learned to listen with outward calm when Finnerty spoke of his morbid moments. When
hissssss mountain Photo and poem by Oswald James hhssssss electric grackle hisss mtn electroniq eyes flop haus swell well swell the seas vitamin lust lost
Your lips aren’t as moist as the little card says By JD Nelson Runaway ghouls & pine cones. Who has the flashlight? I need to
Your Heavy Body By Michael Cuglietta I haven’t smoked a cigarette in five days I can breathe deeply without pain in my chest I can