Lyn Lifshin

LETTER DAYS AFTER THE TSUNAMI the last few days everything was in chaos. When I close my eyes, I see dead bodies. When I open my eyes I see dead bodies. Each of us must work 20 hours a day. I wish there were 48 hours in the...

Jose Padua

Let happiness lie like a dog on your lap, Virginia, state of green, state of mountain roads, and tackler of new centuries, but don’t get upset if we leave you. Virginia, let your vagina set you free or get out ...

bart plantenga

BEER MYSTIC Burp #7 X-Large I see is the new large in clothing sizes. Size matters, so now a medium cup is like a trough of soda at McSubWenNuggests. They even try to super-size you when you rent a car, from an obese sedan ...

Marguerite Van Cook

My hands dripped mud as we counted out ten thousand tiny oysters for seeding, but it was not the slime that disturbed me, rather it was my fear of losing count.  James anxiously  scooped the plastic pail into the mother va...

Bonny Finberg

Smoking star, listen to me. Call the stain to your hand. Go-I’m ready to burn. Has caffeine a tiger’s kiss? Be wild, shove the sequestered kiss with force and school me in your pause. Is this blood clean as the sea? Make...

Jennifer Adams

To celebrate the release of our sixth issue, we had a salon out in Brooklyn early in June. Here's the first video from that event, Jen Adams reading her excellent story "Medium". http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQ4PFxZ87B4...

Jose Padua

                            Perfection is all those horrible old love affairs they tell their latest lover about in bed as they smoke ci...