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After the Ash-White Wind

Robert C. Hardin

9/11/01: 8:54 a.m. My shift has ended and I’m sitting at my computer, finessing a letter to Swedish musician, Tomas Pettersson. Looking out of an eighteenth-story window off Maiden Lane, I notice what might have passed ...

Essay

Four Poems from Child of Storm

Michael J. Wilson

Tesla is Born The sound of a shell at your ear in an expansive void that is the mouth of the universe Lightening across the curve of the eye A crack in the spheres allowing a peek at the undergarments of God And...

Mink Stole

Vincent Zangrillo

Gregory loved Cookie Mueller. Cookie loved John Waters. John Waters loved Mink Stole. I was in a pub called Beggars Bush in Ubud, Bali, in 1989, when the guy sitting next to me told me Cookie died. I finished my beer ...

New Jersey Me

Rich Ferguson

Jimmy and I drifted through the circus crowd on a magic carpet combo of weed, brews, Jimmy’s mom’s codeine cough medicine, and the downers I’d swiped from my mom’s medicine cabinet. All around us laughter and merry-g...

A Simple Blues with a Few Intangibles
by George Wallace – Review

Marc Olmsted

George Wallace is a PostBeat poet. As defined by the ground-breaking Whitney Museum show of 1995, the era of 1950 to 1965 can be considered to be the time brackets of realized Beat art, literature and film. ...

Guardian Angels? & Other Poems

Gabor G Gyukics

guardian angels? a pistol is held to your forehead in a bosky alley of the night you search for the face behind the hand as you wait for the click of the trigger instead you see the hand holding the gun pull ...

Poor Dumb Bum

Jeff Goldberg

I was fucking Rosie Fox on a pool table in the basement of a Lower East Side club called Quando. Rosie’s miniskirt was hiked to her waist, her panties were somewhere on the floor, her ass was positioned over the side pocke...

Story

The Last Good Year

Ray Jicha

The house felt like Christmas, at least that’s all young Louie Laszlo could think to compare it to. Mama made a special dinner, cleaned the house more thoroughly than her nurse’s job usually allowed, and lit the scented ...

Itinerant Architectures

Elizabeth Dorbad

Itinerant Architectures is a series of sculpture, installations, architectural interventions and site-specific works. Drawing on ideas of the nomadic, the transient, opportunism and frontierism, it considers domestic ci...

Sculpture

The Final Toast

Anna Akhmatova

Последний тост Я пью за разорённый дом, За злую жизнь мою, За одиночество вдвоём, И за тебя я пью,— За ложь меня предавш...