By O. Lucio d’Arc
Chapter 9
THE TEACHER? What the fuck does that mean? Carole feels like Marisa Hargitay on a bad day. Diz and Scott Free and Carole are sitting around the kitchen … Continue reading→
By O. Lucio d’Arc
Chapter 8
THE NEXT DAY dear-old Dad is torched, Carole is given an urn of ashes – so small – and she goes to Dad’s house looking for his … Continue reading→
Cages
By Sylvia Beaupre
Confined so they can’t move, the pigs
thrash and squeal until at last
they give up, go still and silent;
chickens, too, packed by multiples
compacted, caged in the wire bellies
of semis, comatose in heat and wind;
and what about those … Continue reading→
By O. Lucio d’Arc
Chapter 7
EVERYONE IS SHOCKED at The Doldrums. Thom Fole’s death – !!!murder!!! – has everyone super upset, as you can imagine. A fucking severed head! Give us a … Continue reading→
Epilogue for the 21st Century
By Nancy Mercado
And the demon took possession of the nation
Leading it by the nose in circles
Engaging in topsy-turvy talk
Weaving and unstitching gnarls of lies
Dangling morsels of doubletalk and innuendos
And the nation jumped
In attempts to capture … Continue reading→