Marc Olmsted

I. Oakland waiting for the quake American poverty's blanket dirty unwashed a shroud on the street abandoned by wandering drug thirst, while the sane sweep in front of their tents (a new day John will watch it for her ...

Lawrence Ferlinghetti

The World Is A Beautiful Place - Lawrence Ferlinghetti The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don't mind happiness not always being so very much fun if you don't mind a touch of hell now and then jus...

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...

steve dalachinsky

foundation 1 (morandi) who will preserve space / the fullness of emptiness – valid question? the flame of the shell / a warning of roses a kind of soupy meld within the intentional near unseen warp...

Jack Kerouac

October in the Railroad Earth is a long, flowing prose poem recounting Jack Kerouac’s memories of his experiences as a “student brakeman” on the Southern Pacific Railroad in California. In his interview with Paris Revi...

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...

The Editors

Three Times Bad, an Oakland-based alt-roots sextet, aims to channel the powerful energy of dirty stringbands like Uncle Dave Macon, Blue Ridge Highballers, and Mississippi Sheiks who plucked, picked, popped, sawed, and thrum...

Jim Feast

Ron Kolm’s new collection of short stories, Duke and Jill, recounts the adventures of two woebegone, half countercultural, half drugstore-cowboy lowlifes, who shabbily inhabit the 1980s East Village, always one step ahead ...