Your mama says I´m a druggard bum
Your mama says I´m a druggard bum by Peter Grzywacz Your mama says I´m a druggard bum and that she don´t like my gutter boots.
Month: November 2011
Bent
BENT by Dawnell Harrison The day was bent Like a sheet of metal And drifted in With pockets of rain. I contemplated my To do
Kerouac's debut novel is finally published
The Sea is my Brother to be published by Penguin. The American beat generation author Jack Kerouac is said to have spent just eight days
Review of Piranha 3D
Film Review – Piranha 3D by Ben MacNair Bodies and Blood. Girls and Gore. Readers of the Daily Mail really should look away now. With
At Tea Time
At Tea Time by DIY Danna Gilded stilettos pace the American prison floor, acupuncturing hardwood planks, between bodies captured on YouTube also waiting for tea
Perfectly Imperfect
Perfectly Imperfect by Christine Geery I bought a frozen pie shell today at the supermarket. This may not seem too noteworthy to some people, but
Our Foreman at Blanco Tavern
Our Foreman at Blanco Tavern by James H Duncan you know when you drink and start promising shit? like getting engaged or driving friends to
Dead of Winter
Dead of Winter by William Corbett Factories close, the harbor stinks our bridges rot and roads decay we sail farther and farther out to take
a plate of thanks giving thought
a plate of thanks giving thought by Charles Andrew now get you down the road toward a hall of memories a corridor or two of
Family Thanksgiving
Family Thanksgiving By Matthew Dexter Fighting children Stop your foolish bickering Grandmother collapses into the corner of A dimly-lit room While neither mother Nor her