Do Androids Dream of Dick? I participate in the illusion I have a credit card I buy mostly organic I’m paying back my student loans some nights I experience gaps in the artifice— my pupils dilate my belly shakes ( my nervous… Continue reading
I first noticed him in my interpersonal communication course. Unlike my students in typical autumn attire, he wore, devotedly, a charcoal three-piece suit with dark pinstripes running throughout that made him seem, in… Continue reading
Just thinking about the sheer un-tethered ferocity of your talons as you slam down from your rocky perch grabbing hold of a six-pack of infant rabbits and raining them down on the sleepy… Continue reading
Isoda Okamura, the famed painter of courtesans remembered not what they wore as samurai approached them before the tea house door, but the sound of their voices, falling like snow birds, as they… Continue reading
Click Images to Enlarge. *** Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University, Rome, Georgia. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, and more than… Continue reading
He’s a psychiatrist for the astronauts with a cubist right eye that sees multiple views at once. He tells me the cellular tug of tension I feel is the delusion we all have… Continue reading
Greasy lips & the kiss & the kiss & remnants of this & this swift Alabama trip. I’ve been home & I was already home & I don’t think I’ll ever wash my… Continue reading
I make lists: books I’ve read movies watched a journal of who I have been what I will do, hypothetically poems I write and the journals that don’t want them (ever the pessimist,… Continue reading
UNKNOWN PORN STAR (I) it matters little if at all the quality or creativity of the bookmark you make *** UNKNOWN PORN STAR (II) she must always leave to be plausible *** Steven… Continue reading
When you think of sound as three dimensional On a plane with coordinates Cartesian: x, y, z, Perhaps then you can imagine your garden As the centre of a cacophonic sphere That stretches… Continue reading
I netted leaves and duckweed out of the pond, scooping, letting water run out, and walking into the field to dump the nutrient-rich debris on sparse grass hoping for a spring carpet worthy… Continue reading
Click on images to enlarge. *** Caesar Perez — Czr Prz — is a Chicago native with over 20 years of street artist, illustrator, painter, designer, and installation/production artist. He’s mostly known for… Continue reading
2016.01 “It may just be that I am getting old and the future is already decided, but this relatively new rotting feels rather kinesthetically and digitally pleasurable, a kind of binary haptics laid… Continue reading
1 It’s the early nineties, we’re dancing alone in the house to a mix-tape I made of REM, my son’s small and we’re wild with music, which we’ve turned up loud: Calling on,… Continue reading
Click Images to Enlarge. *** Bonnie Emerick has taught at colleges in Savannah, Baltimore, New York City, and Colorado. Her poetry has been published in print anthologies as well as print… Continue reading
1. Virtuoso Gaudi, Picasso, Mozart of Modern Poetry, come forth. Pour your soul into the mold, let it cool into its natural shape. Behold the onerous obstructions ahead, maudlin gods, banshees, dead leprechauns… Continue reading
“The only easy day was yesterday.” —An unofficial motto of the U.S. Navy SEALs Prologue My back presses against the panes of the door. Behind its glass the drowsy ashes cast their delicates,… Continue reading
“…what really happened only becomes truly real once we have imagined it, that is, once we have told it to ourselves as if it were a story.” Javier Marais Scant slant light, gray… Continue reading
Click images to enlarge. *** Michael Lewandowski attended Kansas University from 1983-1987 studying Abstract Painting and Theatre Design. As a member of Washington Project for the Arts (WPA) from 2003-2012, examples of… Continue reading
Boom Town “We used to hunt mushrooms where your house is,” I tell Michelle. The big houses went in around us, the cows gone we used to shoo from the baby pool, the… Continue reading
Ballot Box The only time I ran for office the returns were delivered by our civics teacher. Since my nomination my campaign had been phenomenal, and if casinos gave odds for high school… Continue reading
