Halloween is Dead
by FROGG CORPSE There are no decorations, When I lookout and see, A neighborhood too plain Communities withering. Trees leaves die too quick Too long to wait unfold. A canopy of sky My mind it ebbs and flows.
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Reading Frank Stanford, Bob Mould & Dinner with my Children
by Patrick Werle art by Josh Chambers I think about the Southern things that ride my back-mind, the easy things, the rock-n-roll things and the boiling water things waiting for the macaroni from a box that I make for my children on a Monday evening when we have worked too […]
Cold Wind Calling – Circadian – album review
By: Kidman J. Williams Using music with spoken word poetry is not a new concept in the music world, but some people just do it better than others. So is the case with Cold Wind Calling’s Circadian. Sometimes this music can come off very pretentious and self-absorbed. Alex Zarek’s lyrics […]
Forced Expansion | Ephus
And I really, really want to thank you Lines are blurred The universe abstractly revealed Inaccuracies Rotten Unequivocal Almost laughable Hesitations no more Hold back no longer Prime Time Doors opening The truth Painfully reaching and expanding Expansion Mayday I’m coming, I hear you Grab my hand Walk with […]
Thoughts of a Wildly Cunty Woman and her Bearded Oyster
I have a cunt, a beautiful cunt that I douche and trim with precision from time to time…and that’s just how this brownie rolls. I lived a large majority of my life never looking at my cunt or appreciating it. But after years of never examining the glory between my […]
This Pen | A Collection of Poetry
My Spot In my house I have an “office” a guest bedroom cluttered with a bed a desk covered with books a shelf my father made covered with books and 6 typewriters this office to some is a mess a spot that no respectable person could get any reasonable work […]
The Butcher’s Bill of Our Relationship
By Ashley Beth You told me you purposefully tried to take me from my ex You told me it was better for me to be with you, that I would have ended up in jail otherwise You provided an opportunity for me to work where you live You persuaded me […]
These Three Words
David Campbell Phillips. Past 10 years. Time to go. Moved to city. Left Kentucky fast. No looking back. New York City. 6th floor walkup. No air con. New sales job. Never used Outlook. No tech knowledge. Excited, anxious, lonely. Walked fucking everywhere. Made new friends. Joined new gym. Aussie from […]
Burning Carolina
Poor, like us? I see the sun’s a’risin I hear horses on the tracks I see money hungry wolves with dollars burnt on their backs They’re beating on their wallets, they’re placing loose bets but I bet they don’t sleep when laying on their necks. They are Burning Carolina They’re burning […]
many moons fill the sky
By: Ron Whitehead many moons fill the sky many moons fill the sky what world is this we dwell in another ever more frequent sleepless night a plague gift bearing plague and many moons fill the sky time is a fleeting moment this never sitting still flowing to an ocean […]