Euthanise the Creature Much like the right kind of sex, I smell good in the unwashed ambience of a Sunday morning when taking a shortcut through the churchyard and getting home on whatever God doesn’t keep. There are those of us who will never catch the scent of it on their tongues and for that, […]Read more "Poetry and Photography by Dean Rhetoric"
Work It’s the end of the world, And they still want you to go to work. Everyone you love is dead, And they still want you to go to work. They fire you, And they still want you to go to work. The machine eats blood. It doesn’t care how old or young it is. […]Read more "Poetry and Photography by Micah Chaim Thomas"
by Andie Lovins winter rain smellsofdirt something vaginal i wake myselfso slowlyi let thesepearlssaturate my tongue drown me with their earth wisdom i am muddywithremembrance but holyraini send her everywhere i ride on the back of her truth the shutters thrown wide a blossomingshe’s in me nowi’m scrubbed of all thatnowi am the stormRead more "Her Rebirth"
by Allison Baldwin There’s nothing like a mother’s love A monument to practical things. A hairbrush on a nightstand. A notebook tucked away. She is the anchor in this house. She grounds in fire. She goes into Quick-Chek buys me two half gallons of milk, a box of cookies, never asks for money back. She […]Read more "From the Womb"
Christian was born and raised in Macedonia and arrived in the US in 2012. He currently resides in Chicago.Read more "Photography by Christian Kirovski"
by Yusuf “Yoshi” Misdaq Jindana L’vever arrival Hit runway gliding Making it all a question of timing Falling in your favour Like times you win And the glad handers Come rushing in Towards you .Gravitone. Don’t plunder this Short lived blooming Mind warns body Mind warns soul Soul warns body Soul warns mind. Everything distributes Another […]Read more "Give 2 Life"
by Claire Finucane I’m sitting in the waiting room of my therapist office. I come here twice a week. I don’t like this and sometime/lots of times feel I’m wasting my parents’ money. When is the end result? When do I just toughen up and be me? Is this an attack on my true self? […]Read more "Therapist Office Musings & Icicle Hands"
by Alais Mara Misunderstanding sucks the sun out of the sky leans the walls in and expands my heaving heart until all I see is red all I feel is the urge to run. You smile and tell me, All of these shadows are harmless, my love. While you smooth out the knots of someone […]Read more "Day 3"
by Jen Hitchcock Click HERE to listen! Jen Hitchcock owns and operates a book shop and creative space called Book Show in Los Angeles. She is a writer and music journalist whose work has been published in the LA Weekly, LA Art News, Mix Magazine, Tattoo Savage, Razorcake, Metal Hammer and a slew of fanzines […]Read more "Please Don’t Litter"
by Manuel Chavarria Among dead stars, Eurydice did claim to find the lady fairWho’d held aloft our shatt’ring world in eras fraught, times of despair,And though that lady waned beneath the lashes of the sudden glareOf raging lights that lurched across the galaxy to find her, where The wind slipped toward the edge of plain […]Read more "Dead Stars"