Two Poems by Abigail Lee
The goal of poetry is to see the extraordinary in the everyday, and plainness in the fantastic, I was once…
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INSIDE THE JEWELRY BOX: Kristina Marie Darling’s “Melancholia (An Essay)”
“To wake from a dream—to begin a series of portraits instead” ~ Kristina Marie…
The Voodoo Man at the Mainline Cafe
I was twelve the first time my dad took me to see the Voodoo Man. He wasn’t a voodoo man…
Whose Hands are We In? Banksy’s Anonymous Success
“Think outside the box, collapse the box, and take a fucking sharp knife to it.” – Banksy Over the years,…
Smile, the Government Is Watching: Next Generation Identification
“You had to live—did live, from habit that became instinct—in the assumption that every sound you made was overheard, and,…
A Poem by Dan Hedges
Many of you will not like this poem. You will sense that it's unacceptable. You will not see what's so…
The Biters are The Best Rock Band in America
The Biters are a four-piece band hailing from Atlanta, Georgia. They unabashedly play a trashed-out, almost anachronistic combination of power-pop…
Review Review: Bloc Party’s Four
The personal pronoun "I" appears a dozen times in the review in reference to me (it also appears several times…
Review: Mounting Evidence by Dr. Paul Rea
“Although this rendering reflects serious sleuthing, what you’ll find here is less a research treatise than a detective mystery in…
Frank Serpico: The Fate that Gnaws at Him
FEBRUARY 3, 1971, 11:07 P.M. It’s all a lie. The New York City cop leans over the front seat, as…