Recipient of the 2015 Gonzofest Literary Award for Poetry. by David Pratt -1- Got them nowhere going, nothing showing, no use crying, even trying, dogsick endtime blues… Listen. I’m out here on the edge wondering what the? fuck to do with myself. Darting out from under the mainstream’s crush, Slipsliding […]
By: Ernie Hurt Inhale….Hold it…..Exhale…… Pot,weed,cannabis,smoke,chronic,that keisha cole,bud,dank,good good,reefer,Indo,buddah, so many names for it. So many people for it, so many people against it. Im talking about marijuana,hemp,dat piff,mary jane,cheeba. I feel like most that will read this may be “down” with the current state of Cannabis in contemporary […]
Good Morning Americana, It’s 50 degrees outside, the sun is just barely shining through the dense clouds and we woke up late. Extremely late. Consequently I had to take my daughter to school this morning. Half asleep, mongering around my house, trying not trip over a toy, or bowl of […]
“Crotch Rot” She was walking down the shit steam block, when it hit her. Crotch rot. Itchy, burning, awful, wet and rawness that spreads like an awful oily sebaceous cyst that will not go away with a bit of peanut butter. Why, you ask? Well, because much like breathing, […]
By: David Pratt You would think in the victory lap of a populist movement focusing on civil liberty, freedom of choice and a plant that tends to unwind the uptight that you wouldn’t have to stress over busybody, school-hall-monitor types waiting to wash your mouth out with soap as soon […]
I am an alien here. This terrestrial sphere is not my home. This land is not mine. My home is in the bottom of a bottle. I am a stranger here. I am a stranger here. I see all of these faces, and I hate them all for not seeing […]
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