Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016

/Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016

I Voted: 2016

By | 2017-02-23T20:58:24-08:00 December 29th, 2016|Categories: Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016|Tags: , , |

  By Diego Barrientos Acrylic, medical tape, aluminum wire, and sticker on canvas board. Artist's statement I created "I Voted: 2016" after voting on November 8. This perfectly illustrates how it felt to participate in a rigged system. I am a Guatemalan-born California resident and an Iraq War veteran who voted for Bernie Sanders, the true Democratic [...]

First Snow Following the Election

By | 2017-02-23T21:00:00-08:00 December 29th, 2016|Categories: Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016|Tags: , , , |

By Shawn Aveningo There’s a hush—a stillness— that muffles the groundswell, as flurries flutter and whiteness blankets our sleep. We weep for truth, its heartbreaking loss akin to a missing dog from our youth. Our boots etch fractals in fresh powder and we search our neighbor’s eyes for a sign—hoping we are still on the same [...]

Our Hitler

By | 2017-02-23T21:02:38-08:00 December 29th, 2016|Categories: Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016|Tags: , , , |

By Eduardo Santiago In our house, November 25 is called Markmas because it is exactly a month previous to Christmas, and it is my husband Mark's birthday. He loves all holidays and adding another one is a tradition the rest of the family and all of our friends support. What should we call November 25th now [...]

A Poem by Lisa DeSiro

By | 2017-02-23T21:03:55-08:00 December 29th, 2016|Categories: Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016|Tags: , , , , |

Pride Party the Aging Bisexual insists his ass is still tight and invites everyone to touch it the Military Gentleman takes off his shirt and explains his tattoo and weeps the Lesbian Artist describes the found objects used for her installations the Fabulous Host kisses guests both male and female on the lips the Funny Guy [...]

Sleeping With the Enemy

By | 2017-02-23T21:08:49-08:00 December 29th, 2016|Categories: Issue 5: 29 Dec 2016|Tags: , , , |

By Marcia Meier I have been sleeping with the enemy for more than two years. Rob is a Republican. But on the morning after the election, he held me close as I sobbed and promised, “It will be okay.” He promised. But he doesn’t know. And nothing that has happened since that morning has made either [...]