Issue 75: 15 November 2018

/Issue 75: 15 November 2018

And now for a brief moment of self-promotion

By | 2018-11-14T16:06:14-08:00 November 15th, 2018|Categories: Issue 75: 15 November 2018|Tags: , |

Need holiday gifts, a distraction from battering news, a sense of camaraderie—or perhaps something with which to annoy a Trump-loving family member? Buy this book! Or, as our jacket blurbs say: “DON’T BUY THIS BOOK! The Whacked Out Writers Resist book is BAD. Its FAKE fiction! Poetry doesn’t rhyme! Essays are TOO LONG! Writers are NOT [...]

America

By | 2018-11-14T09:44:12-08:00 November 15th, 2018|Categories: Issue 75: 15 November 2018|Tags: , , |

By Asante Keron Hamid   Picking and choosing what to keep and what to crop. Pick of the litter. Pick of the cotton. No Afro picks. No cornrows. Three-fifths out of the photograph and one stanza too censored for an epitaph and one bullet too deceased for the polygraph to detect our truth. Blue in black water [...]

Post-Election

By | 2018-11-13T15:46:42-08:00 November 15th, 2018|Categories: Issue 75: 15 November 2018|Tags: , |

By Anna DiMartino   Tonight, we’ll eat salad– it’s all I can handle. Under water, I try to rinse the dirt from the lettuce. No matter how careful, I always manage to miss a little bit of grit. Without fail, it turns up in that last bite. But not tonight. One by one, I tear each [...]

Street Art by Jennifer Meneray

By | 2018-11-13T17:27:16-08:00 November 15th, 2018|Categories: Issue 75: 15 November 2018|Tags: , , , |

Jennifer Meneray (Jenn) is best known for her participation in feminist resistance. Witnessing the injustice that took place in her hometown of Hinkley, California, encouraged her to focus on documenting stories less heard in the mainstream. As an artist, she explores how social movement is a way to demand social justice. Now, based in Washington, DC, [...]

Monster’s Lament 3.o

By | 2018-11-13T17:12:54-08:00 November 15th, 2018|Categories: Issue 75: 15 November 2018|Tags: , |

By M.A. Banash   It's 11:55 a.m. I'm crouching on the toilet at work. Pants buckled. Jabbing my phone to download an app. I want to get pizza for dinner but I'm too—what's the word?—nervous, uptight, about ordering on the phone. The acoustics are daunting. Figure I should finally get in step with the world and [...]