fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageThe Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
Yellow Flowers The World Dream Ann Filemyr
Girl I Girl II Carolyn Supinka
the neighbors knew i divined water Hell is hot Allison DeLauer
Why, And for What Purpose Is There Something Ace Bogess
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning Angela Rebrec
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Word on the Street Henry Rappaport
The Insidious Susurration A Conversation Marie-Andree Auclair
Saturday Night Charles Springer
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
Alcohol Fast-slow Continuum Peycho Kanev
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola Good to See You Eleanor Kedney
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
what do you talk about desire derives pleasure aren't we missing every thing gary lundy
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
The Day Everyone Realized You Weren't Special If You Were Gay
There is money laundering and then there is money drying.
You have to take the money and take a shit and take take take take take.
You have to. You don’t have a choice. You have to be
who you are and if you don’t, then you’re being
a fake. But either way, you’re being. That’s the good news.
Breath is the good news. The bad news is suicide.
That’s for people who can no longer stand
standing. They want to lie down forever, which is a long time.
It’s long like a long face. Like a long dick. Like a lawn dart.
Like going along with what everybody else is
praying. Here’s the really good news: the word homosexual
actually doesn’t appear anywhere in the Bible. If you don’t believe
me, then learn Hebrew, Aramaic, and ancient Greek.
You’ll find it was added in later. It was minused in.
It was an imaginary number that they decided to make
unimaginary. We should really have a parade to celebrate
the last parade, the Last Supper, and the last moment
of oppression. It’s going to be good from now on
and my definition of good is not your definition of good
because I believe that definitions are bullshit.
We need to all be undefined. We need to all be. We need.
That’s part of the problem, the chuck roast of the problem.
No, the flank steak of the problem. It tastes good,
as long as you put out of your mind the death of the animal.