Sort of Like Gravestones
Sort of Like Gravestones by John Bennett Poplar Maple & Alder. The names of trees on street signs standing where the trees once stood, sort
Month: July 2013
finale
finale by D George Gawlik we were born of dust gathered and we will pass into dust scattered nothing nothing will hold all the small
Jack Handey Returns
Jack Handey Returns with New Book Videos Author Jack Handey has returned with The Stench of Honolulu and a series of book trailers on Funny
My Baby
My Baby by Dirk Michener My baby was born Unable to feel pain He wears a handmade fat-suit Made of cotton-balls and Rabbit fur My
Things
Things by L. Mueller What happened is, we grew lonely living among the things, so we gave the clock a face, the chair a back,
Brave Transformations
Brave Transformations John Bennett A cockroach freshly reincarnated from who knows what, a sorcerer down on his luck, a small thorn on a rose bush,
Here
Here by Oscar Smiles Here ye eshua….hear ye….streamline the knots to pelagic zone…struck me smitten w/the idea….the time is nowwwww….ginger how the time conformity of
Hemispheres of Huck Finns
Hemispheres of Huck Finns Drawing and poem by Smokey Farris How weird wearing sweaters like space gorfs High above orbital pumpkin fields. I am hypertensive,
The Metaphor
The Metaphor by Zachary Cavanaugh In my opinion I think you wouldn’t be able to remember the moments that your hearts stopped or your breath
James Earl Jones Reads from Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself”
James Earl Jones Reads from Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself” Walt Whitman (May 31, 1819 — March 26, 1892) is widely celebrated as the father