Cassandra Dallett

Ted Nugent Says All hunts are pure trophy meat fun. Ted says every sacred part of precious animal meat, claws, skull, sinew, body fluids, blood, organs, teeth, skin, hair, tongue, eyeball are renewable. Ted say...

Amy Barone

Passion Sunday Furtively, I watch him wipe blood from tracks on his arm before I leave for Palm Sunday Mass. He swore he didn’t — only pot, which he grows in a closet. Still. Leaving wasn’t going to be easy....

Eve Packer

trump defeats kanye reads the newspaper headline a cartoon kanye holds up on the cover of the sept 14th newyorker, and tho i am a huge b blitt fan, it makes me mad, no hint of 9/11 and why wld you gift the donald ...

Anton Yakovlev

1 An old man walked his black dog past a courthouse on his way toward some memory indicator. A faint bouquet barely hidden under his coat, he watched the world with anniversary eyes. They passed a dry steering wheel...

Sue Rynski

My work is about rock and roll, specifically the rock and roll environment(s) I live in, the subculture. In 1977, just after art school, I fell into the art-and-punk Detroit scene with my friends Destroy All Monsters (the ro...

Puma Perl

I had to shit on someone to make this money! shrieked Lani, I need you to get me off! Now! Lani had translucent skin and tiny, spidery veins. Usually, I could find a place to hit her but she’d done some serious damage o...

Julius Klein

(Bus routes, train routes, walking patterns and thinking jags) Riding the #22 Clark Street bus north on a fall evening in Chicago, 1978, getting off at the Armitage stop, descending the few stairs to the oval expanse of p...

bart plantenga

When you hitchhiked back then, before it was redefined as criminal trespass – and dangerous – you could get around OK and once in a while catch a ride with someone you would never have met in your regular life. [Do not t...

Jonathan Shaw

Jonathan Shaw is a world-traveling outlaw artist, novelist, anti-folk hero and underground philosopher, writing in the literary tradition of Celine, Bukowski, Henry Miller and The Beats. Once widely-known as a legendary tatt...

Francine Witte

Every night when the sun sets, I see her. Just over my shoulder like a blind spot in the rearview. Always. Been like this forever. I tell this to my best friend Al, and she laughs her giggly laugh, the one that makes me ...