The Ballad of the Last of the Still Standing Things by Tyrel Kessinger The place where I am from is rife with old barns, their only purpose now is serving for a good metaphor, like how easy it is for time to eat a thing. Many have fallen, not unlike how our own bodies fall, […]
Poetry: Ten Feet Off Trail, A Mile In
Ten Feet Off Trail, A Mile In by Zebulon Huset Further in the forest, we would find a ring of skeletons wedged against young trees that grew into stable trunks and splayed the bones like Inquisitors—a reference I was far too young to know—but the image that sticks, after much work, is the bicycle ten […]
Poetry: people unravel
people unravel by Andrew Lafleche one drink at a time one conversation one look thread from a sweater caught on a nail feel the tug and pull or just don’t oppose walk until something happens keeps happening pretend you haven’t learned one foot in front of the other… people come […]
Poetry: Bestiality, Puberty, and Disney Replays
Bestiality, Puberty and Disney Replays by Zebulon Huset When Susie got to control the TV …….for her bedtime movie …………..Ang & her two friends named Elle …….stayed in their places in protest as Beauty & the Beast began once again. …….Musing about Belle’s obvious …………..fascination with animal cock …….drew a giggle from her friends […]