Misery Road
Who was it that said the mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation? I couldn’t help but wonder when after fourteen…
Category: Archive
Click
The early, single digit hours summon the merchants to the screen. Are you tired of gimmick diets and so-called “miracle…
Upgrading Donny Desmond
The colored lights strobed a lacquery finish over the finale as Donny Desmond stepped to the microphone to hit the…
Running from Myself and Other Poems
Running from Myself Am I just this week’s kill? Cause it seems like you’re leading me up a hill Yeah,…
PoP
The prelates’ silence spreads and grows Like a cancer, now who knows: How many kids did the Church abuse? A…
The Heart She Handled and Other Poems
The Heart She Handled There I sat in dying grass, sighing open remorse. Forgiven by impulse; I’m still held accountable…
Roosters of the Apocalypse: A Review
When I was a senior in high school my English teacher had us watch Al Gore’s famous (or infamous) movie,…
My Immigrant Maternal Zayda from the Czarist Era
Morris Kuritsky (my maternal grandfather also known as Moshe to kith and kin) illegally yet surreptitiously boarded the…
Rampage
The parking lot was full of lost souls. Their footsteps crunched against hard, cold cement. Hands shoved into pockets, fighting…
For I is Someone Else: A Review of Who Is That Man? In Search of the Real Bob Dylan
“For I is someone else,” wrote Arthur Rimbaud in one of his famous “seer letters” of May 1871. “If the…