a toast to the apocalypse
by John Lorence a toast to sunlight’s smidgen of disclosure. to the magnificent bath of dark clouds being drawn in the west end. to the
the visitation
by John Lorence hours ago, in what is not yesterday, before arriving in his moment of rage, before being too shy was underlined, before ripping
The Spy Who Came In For His Appointment
by Mark Parsons The difference between a perfectionist and a man obsessed, the difference between us, doctor.
What’s In A Name, From A Height
by Mark Parsons In the town square below community service ex–convicts with plumb hatchets, chisels and mallets chip and whittle, carving
Success Comes To A Place Too Sad To Have A Name
by Mark Parsons We started with communal living, drugs. Then got involved in real estate scams, extortion, blackmailing a restaurant owner for
On Coming to Her
by George Repp It’s not about originality as much as it is borrowing paints to generate a message that targets the reader to feel and feel