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1.when i read kathy acker, i thought of my sister
“i want to fuck fuck fuck”
when asked for a rough estimate of how many men i’d slept with, my friends guessed 25. i was twenty, a virgin.
fact i can’t get past: why she slept with him the second time.
‘feminism can be empowered by seduction’
i am never bored by yr body
bataille said “i don’t want to reduce everything that exists to a paralyzed slavery but to the wild impossibility that can’t avoid limits but can’t stay inside them either.”
in ancient greek ‘chaos’ means ‘vast chasm,
» Continue reading I HAVE DEVOTED MY LIFE TO THE CLITORIS by Elizabeth Hall…
my hair is growing very long
i will ask you did it hurt?
and you will ask me did what hurt?
and i will say when you fell from heaven.
my moustache is growing very thick
you must be wearing space pants, i will say, because your ass is out of this world
the world is a terrible place where other people exist inside and outside of youand there is nothing you can do about it
life is a series of twiddled thumbs and waiting
death is what you get
war is something that isn’t between countries or people
war
» Continue reading pick up line by Jordan Castro…
I keep coming back to that daywhen I awoke from an eight hour block of sleep and you said you were going to cook breakfast for ‘your husband’ in a tone of voice which promised something grand.
About half-an-hour later you brought apple fritters to me on the back porch where I sat trying to make sense of the sun and the birds as my mind leapt from limb to limb along with them like a set of scampering lemurs and the hornets fortifying their nest just under the corner of our garage.
I explained that these weren’t technically
» Continue reading Sunday by Judson Hamilton…
Publisher: Beat the Dust Press
Review by David F. Hoenigman
Protest! Is the first release from UK based Beat the Dust Press. The cover art of the square, hardback book is reminiscent of the Stones’ Exile on Main St. album sleeve and features black and whites photos of Rimbaud, Artaud, prostitutes on a corner, street riots, retro SF artwork, paintings of historic battles, a female face marked for plastic surgery…etc. All with the word “Protest!” in red capital letters scrawled across the top. The broad disparity of imagery perhaps suggesting a wider sense of the word than we’re accustomed
» Continue reading Protest! by Steve Finbow, Melissa Mann and Joseph Ridgwell…
Jim Shepard photo by Rusty Stonerock
Jim Shepard was a poet, songwriter, musician and producer involved with the Columbus, Ohio bands Vertical Slit, Phantom Limb, V-3 and Ego Summit. His music won him the respect of Thurston Moore, Bob Pollard and David Bowie. His artistic energy left a stamp on all music that has come out of the region since. His creative spirit forever changed everyone who knew him.
Many thanks to Charles Cicirella, Ron House, Don Howland, Mike “Rep” Hummel and Nudge Squidfish who so generously contributed their time and thoughts. “The experimental rock scene lost one of
» Continue reading Remembering Jim Shepard. Compiled by David F. Hoenigman…
Eckhard Gerdes. Photo by Rose O'Keefe.
Eckhard Gerdes is a writer of innovative novels associated with the Experimental and Bizarro Fiction movements. Since his first published novel, Projections, in 1986, he has published nine novels to critical acclaim, has been nominated for the American Book Award and the Georgia Author of the Year Award (for which he was up against President Jimmy Carter!), was a runner-up for the Blatt Prize, the Starcherone Prize, and the Wonderland Book Award (twice), and won the Richard Bissell Award (twice). His most recent book is My Landlady the Lobotomist, published in 2008 by
» Continue reading An Interview With Eckhard Gerdes by David Hoenigman…
Timmy: What kind of book is Exponential Apocalypse?
Eirik: At its most basic, the book is a send-up of all the depressing, post-apocalyptic, zombie holocaust, survivalist stories out in the world. The staple of those tales is that someone ALWAYS survives. Regardless of how shit goes down or when, humanity’s still kicking. But instead of getting all introspective and quasi-religious, I figured why not have some fun with it? It’s a quick, zany ride through how society would really react to the end of the world.
Timmy: The world of Exponential Apocalypse is filled with werewolves, zombies, mutants, cyborgs, robots,
» Continue reading An Interview With Eirik Gumeny by Timmy Waldron…
Timmy: You ever hear of Melungeons?
Scott: Of course. I dated a melungeon girl about 10 years ago. They’re like hillbilly gypsies.
Timmy: Did you ever hang out with her family?
Scott: No, I never met her family. Well, I did meet her Mom though–really distinct physical appearance. Actually some of the foot washing, Pentecostal churches around here believe the Melungeons are one of the lost 12 tribes of Israel. There is a tiny tiny bit of evidence they were here before Columbus.
Timmy: Don’t they have any Native American roots?
Scott: Yeah, I think it’s a mixture of
» Continue reading The Definitive Scott McClanahan Interview: Everything else is just an unofficial boring part of Ohio, or Pennsylvania, or Virginia. by Timmy Waldron…
Listen to a podcast of Scott McClanahan’s “Kidney Stones.”
I just wanted to be changed. I mean I wanted to be changed more than anything in this world. See that morning I was down at Rite Aid with my Uncle Terry copying some of my Grandma’s old pictures when I felt this pain in my back. Of course, I didn’t pay it any mind though and just kept copying the picture of this old black and white shot of my Grandfather from the late 30s. It was one where he got in a fight with a police officer and they
» Continue reading Kidney Stones by Scott McClanahan…
The burrito bowl, cilantro-filled and cut into halves by an imaginary line, distinguishes her side from his. The big piece of avocado has fallen on his side, hidden behind shredded beef. She rocks it with her fork, as if to say: May I? His eyes are to the side, his mind is on the pretty girl who has dropped her bottle and stands in a puddle of mango juice and shattered glass.
1st official date + 1 burrito bowl = 2 halves of politeness. Are you going to eat the avocado bit that has landed on your side of
» Continue reading Fifty Years in Halves by Rae Bryant…
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