the day you were born, no one died,
by normal the telephone book of history opened & closed & SLAMMED SLAMMED SLAMMED you were one up in a world of diminishing returns &
the thing is, you see
by normal god has big eyes & he puts them in the mouths of little children & you can do what you will with a child, but one way or
quoting silence
by normal “where there are humans you’ll find flies, and buddhas” — issa i was fresh from the street i
legacy
by normal here & there i’d see his poetry he’d probably seen mine in the same places occasionally i’d read a piece i don’t know if he’d read
Heathcote Williams, radical poet, playwright and actor, dies aged 75
It is with heavy heart that we share the news of our friend Heathcote Williams passing. For those who are unfamiliar with him, here is an excerpt
Comfortable Fog
Check out “A Comfortable Fog” by our editor Steve Luttrell published in this week’s Sun Journal!