A poem; my soul; a piece of my all, What I give to you upon these pages Is about the only thing that feels right; This life has made me nocturnal, you see Writing, well, it always feels like almost- Can you feel my heartbeat without your hands? I call myself a word artist; these […]
by Perel Lubel, Contributor __________________________________________________________________________________________ This is what is not. I find myself pinned against a wall. It would be a lie to say that I could never find the words to speak. Emotions and cognitions and theoretical conditions spread themselves out becoming the river crying and howling, rolling upon the ground. Expressions of the […]
HEY, WE READ! is the most honest title I could think of for our staff booklist. Since this month’s theme is “The Future,” our booklist’s theme is DYSTOPIA. Some of these you read in grade school, others you’ve been putting aside for when “you have time.” Get lost in a creepy futuristic society – all 15 […]
by Jenny, Executive Editor __________________________________________________________________________________________ When you ask the dark face of a cliff whether or not to jump, Or ask the dark face of a man if he truly loves you, The gaze back is vacant, a vaulted scream, The ringing question of one’s real skin, real fingernails, real hot blood.
by Jimmy McDermott, Contributor __________________________________________________________________________________________ I knew the odds Before I sat down at the table. For years I watched on the sidelines – afraid to take the risk, As those around me anted up. Some took the pot, others burned out… One took his addiction elsewhere: Falling back on old habits, hoping one day […]
by Hilary McCreery, Contributor __________________________________________________________________________________________ I don’t know what to tell you about lately except that the graffiti on the murals at the Frolic Room make the painted caricatures seem sad and I was accidentally drunk, walking back to our apartment down Hollywood Boulevard when it occurred to me that this street and all of […]
oh the famous rich and gluttonous or charitable smiling through genuine matrimony when we see them recognize them flowing on the streets smiling insideloving it excitement we feel for their gluttony and whip out our phones snapping away gushing perhaps at them precious beasts in a gilded zoo they’re so special! we treat disbelieving eyes as […]