Jose Padua

When I moved to New York I got a job with Nice Titties/Show Us Your Cock magazine. We were the competition and I wrote the captions. Whenever the Village Voice used the phrase “post- modern urban griot deconstr...

Rebecca Weiner Tompkins

Electronic Dialogue I At my wife’s grave it's changed a lot in a month; someone's planted some forget me nots. It's windy and flower petals from the trees are making pink whirlwinds. https://www.youtube.com/watch?...

Eddie Woods

The poem "Bananas" is a true story. I was flat broke in Hong Kong, strolling along Kowloon's Nathan Road vaguely wondering how to pay my rent. But also thinking poems. Suddenly this stunning black GI on R&R from Vietnam stop...

Dan Sofaer

Vain Endeavor It was a vain endeavor. All the plants and leaves Took pity on it as it Hung out in the wind. Princesses noticed its Ridiculous asinine shadow As it hung out there torn For a moment and said Poor, po...

Emily XYZ

Motor city is not my home / but I love it just the same Murder city, kill city ok but that’s just one way to look at the place where so much comes from and I know GM should have been allowed to fall but for all the goo...

Charles Bukowski

Everyone in NY is dying of heat; everyone in SF is complaining that it's too damn cold. I don't know, it just feels like one of those Charles Bukowski days... This one's called, "The Night I Killed Tommy". The video's old...

Emily XYZ

We'll be presenting a poem from Emily XYZ in issue 2. In the meantime, enjoy this piece, "Frank Sinatra," from Emily and Myers Bartlett, performed at the Cornelia Street Cafe in New York City, November 14, 2008. https:/...

Jose Padua

I am not the Avenue of the Americas; I have never been topless at Billy's Topless— no one in Manhattan ever called the Avenue of the Americas the Avenue of the Americas we called it Sixth Avenue. https://youtu.be...