I just returned from a work trip to Vegas and was reminded again of the immense darkness that lies behind the relentless marquees, the canned attractions, overdone resorts, and extraverted casinos. What intrigues me are the people, the ones who live off the scraps: the immigrants in stained shirts flicking pornographic cards at tourists; the oversunned men undoing the failed Harmon Hotel,Continue reading “Behind the relentless marquees”
Presenting: Christopher Savage Editor’s Note: I don’t remember how, exactly, I found Christopher Savage and his compatriots, the Boho Cocos. I do know that I was still living in Ohio (although at this point I was preparing to come to Austin), and trying to start writing again after graduate school had sucked out my creativity.Continue reading “Out of the Cupboard #16”
Presenting: Patrick Braun On the nights when we sit silently together the room is still except the second hand moving with deadly precision, each tick an explosion. We stare as the clock gradually destroys time.
Presenting: Justin Hyde sitting alone at the authentic mexican restaurant a young family in the booth behind me. the daughter: pale-faced about my son’s age. she stands up turns around little finger tapping my shoulder she asks: where’s your family? abby your father said sit down, her mother says plopping her back into the booth.Continue reading “Out of the Cupboard #14”
Presenting: Shane Allison If I Was the Editor of a Literary Magazine I would reject anything that didn’t have the words dick, tits or pussy in it. And I don’t mean the Biological terms like penis, breasts or vagina. Some places don’t take erotica, pornography or gay and lesbian themes, but I would welcome theContinue reading “Out of the Cupboard #13”
Presenting: Dave Bryant Slow Death Of Another Trade I watch the fluorescent tube flicker. I am still stuck here, but it’s dependable. There are gentle erosions to mark the passing of time. The bumper telephone message pad is almost finished.
Presenting: George Anderson Jenny, the Blindman & I We stroll intimately with locked arms up Symonds Street up to the Thai Archer the Blindman quietly humming a tune any tune which pops into his head the songs simply appear he can’t explain why He feels her nails scratching his plaster cast & he halts cattleContinue reading “Out of the Cupboard #11”
Presenting: Ben Barton REMEMBRANCE my pen is my weapon a limb of my sharpened tongue Here to set wagging all your dirty little secrets Everything you have tried to forget I play them Little scenes in my head over and over. I remember.
Presenting: Andrew Taylor Advent A heartbeat, a dawning of process. Let’s ride it until the formal eyes tune in, absorb the light of newness. I’ll take a hold, engage like the first breath after coma.
Presenting: Peycho Kanev picture of a dog someday she will look exactly like my body and then I will not be able to love myself I will be old dog blind of old age and if this happens I will say; my Heart is a dead cat but the bitch of my night drags theContinue reading “Out of the Cupboard #8”