John Farris

John Farris - writer, poet, raconteur, curmudgeon, mentor, genius - died last week at his home at the Bullet Space Gallery in NYC's East Village, where he'd lived since 1992. John was a friend to many, and took us young'uns ...

John Farris

Today the world is wet & white: everybody tries to throw the snow back (a girl, determined, handles a shovel gingerly, sends a pile of it scattering; it flies to the court below, exposing a red-stained Kreolite stair, ...

John Farris

“What you gonna be when you blow up? I bet you gonna be a balloon…kee kee kee!” That was Willie T’s salutation these days -- delivered with an eye-rolling guffaw registering satisfaction with his cho...

The Editors

Contributors to past, present and future issues showed up at the Bowery Poetry Club, August 15, 2010 in New York City. Much thanks to the proprietor, Bob Holman, for hosting us (and for joining us as a special guest star). E...