Monthly Archives: December 2018

SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: NICKY BEER

By Nicky Beer: DEAR BRUCE WAYNE, My parents are dead, too. A dirty, self-cannibalizing Gotham— I also claim it, its city limits built by my skin. I slough and slough, but the city remains. Tell me, if you’d watched your … Continue reading

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Anthony Bourdain Crosses the River of the Dead

  Anthony Bourdain Crosses the River of the Dead By John Dorsey   Anthony Bourdain Crosses the River of the Dead & there is nothing to eat a mouse carrying a ham sandwich died in the corner of the room … Continue reading

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Larry

. Larry By Tim Peeler   Larry There’s an owl-faced hillbilly boy staring at me across The Cracker Barrel dining room where I’m sat back to the fireplace, Waiting on pecan-crusted catfish, cornbread, Collards, contemporary country music with its TV … Continue reading

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The Art of Acquiescence

  The Art of Acquiescence By Margaret Crocker   THE ART OF ACQUIESCENCE To be a woman in this world is to bend and curve and slip around its corners like a snake in the river. The river has always … Continue reading

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Maiden Voyage

– Maiden Voyage By Howie Good   Maiden Voyage All things are photographable. Two days ago it was a ruined farmer walking slowly over a country bridge, as if looking for a place to jump. Yesterday it was a man … Continue reading

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