Reading Lips on the Freeway at Five
Reading Lips on the Freeway at Five by jim benz Fucking asshole … Goddamn fucking son-of-a-bitch … Fucking goddamn son-of-a-bitching asshole … Fucking A, you
Month: July 2008
The High Roller Derby Narrows
The High Roller Derby Narrows by gerard sarnat Rodeo Drive’s few short blocks don’t offer much space. Under harsh sun, once beautiful Beverly Hills’ babes
My Private Beard
My Private Beard by dirk michener today i began growing my beard its at sandpaper level girls don’t like beards too much like their privates
Skinny Man
skinny man by isiah d. horne I sit at this table glaring at my food, sick with anger, sick with gluttony and sick of trying.
Presto! It's Posted
Presto! It’s Posted by gene defcon Poets put down your pens. Please position yourselves For this painful news: My poem is published! Perhaps this pronouncement
Johnny Rotten and Prince Kropotkin vs. the Spartans 5:29 a.m.
Johnny Rotten and Prince Kropotkin vs. the Spartans 5:29 a.m by quasimofo After the passers-by ate raw cookie dough and their mouths foamed with coke
On Gravity and Breasts
On Gravity and Breasts by amy t buckley Sometimes the world spins too fast for me, then I look up and remember that we’re really
Fourth Meal
Fourth Meal by shawn misener Swung by in a rush for fast food Mexican the voice inside the box totaled me out then asked one
Human Cannonball
Human Cannonball by pataphysics The canister is too tight, but somehow I squeeze into it backward. It is like that guy who has no collarbone
Postcards from Gin Lane
Postcards from Gin Lane by jim blackburn Rehab generation Is giving way To relapse enlightenment The smoke – Will return to the bars The night