Sarah Sarai

Stop In an ad agency, Traffic is like Department of the Shepherds,
 or an escort service, housemother, Charon,
 ferrying files from account exec. to writer to art director to the shop to editorial back to writer...

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

FAKE LIES The donor class is warping the loom. Domination is damnation. Defiance is a shortcut to de-finance. We have to scrap for all that’s left. Make of your suffering, charms. The best things are free (like me...

William Considine

Moment in flux: Tuesday, February 8, 1916. Place in passing: 55 Liberty Street, Manhattan, New York City: a new tower, the Liberty Nassau Building, Liberty Tower, first called the Bryant Building for William Cullen Bryan...

Ron Kolm

Hells Kitchen After the war in Vietnam Wound down, and my stint Doing alternative service Came to an end, I had to stop And take stock Of my situation. I could return to Pennsylvania And get a job in a factory D...

Larissa Shmailo

I am listening to Abraham Hicks, whom the well-loved New Age maven Louise Hay, may the Universe rest her soul, calls “one of the best teachers on the planet.” Abraham is an “ascended” energy being channeled by a woma...

Darius James

An excerpt from the novel, "Froggy Chocolates" Froggie woke up curled upside down in a fetal-ball; pretzeled in a tangle of arms, legs, feet and elbows with his nose pinched between the split of another child’s bottom....

Peter Marti

Zombie Hef from beyond the grave grabs my old junk and yanks Zombie Hef promises me nubile 20-year-old beauties but one touch and they crumble into dust and gore Zombie Hef points his dead pipe at me and leers over the...

Joel Allegretti

6 PM ON THE BQE Waiting to exit, a dozen cars deep, I glance out the driver-side window and, beyond six over- worked lanes, behold rolling gray acres of gravestones. As the minutes perish and blow across ...

Jennifer Juneau

There is No Brooklyn Bound F Service no F trains from this station, the sign says at 42nd street & sixth avenue (where you spent your day) to get to the lower east side (where you’ll spend your night) you must take t...

Kurt Vonnegut

The Big Space Fuck KURT VONNEGUT / AGAIN, DANGEROUS VISIONS, HARLAN ELLISON, ED., 1972 “What was the dirtiest story I ever wrote?” asked Kurt Vonnegut in Palm Sunday, his 1981 “autobiographical collage.” “Surel...