PS1 NY Art Book Fair 2018

    Finding Alternatives: The NY Art Book Fair he world of publishing is far from dead. At least if you're into the best of what can be done with ink and paper. The annual book fair at PS1 in Queens included...

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Jessica Noyes McEntee/Fiction

  Can You Say Capitalism?   by Jessica Noyes McEntee  Contributing Writer Papa always said, “Princesses have princes to come to their rescue, but you have me. And Donovan, in a pinch—he’s on the payroll for that.” An unsentimental sort, he never followed up with a...

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Joe Giordano/Fiction

At the Cemetery by Joe Giordano Contributing Writer   "Who died?" Craig’s eyes rose. They were brown like a Basset Hound. "What? Oh, Frank, you surprised me." If we weren’t on the beach, or under the boardwalk with a chick, the guys hung out at Conor’s Irish Pub a...

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Maria Mazziotti Gillan/Poetry

So Many Things I Wish I Had Done So many things I wish I had done, so many things I wish I had said, all those words that could have comforted but that I withheld, so now even so many years after my father’s death I wish I could call him back from inside the mausoleum...

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William Crawford/Flash Photo

    Crawdaddy Conjures Up A Mostly Forgotten  Japanese Pop Star, Aku Sakamoto,  To Break International Tension On The Golden Gate.   by William Crawford Contributor immy Pro runs a tight ship at OZQUEST. His...

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T.R. Hummer/Poetry

What’s the matter with the old musicians
   of Kansas City? From here they look
Like planets exploded in the prairie wind.
   That’s why the sunset swings
So hard, distant and bright and bloody.

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Ocean Ghosts/Ben White

And I was haunted.  All the way across the ocean on the way to Tokyo to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the Japanese Coast Guard, I was haunted by the sea, the stories, the history, the unknown, the traditions, the journey. The haunting itself is a ghost.

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Lyn Lifshin/Four Poems of Aleppo

LIFE IN ALEPPO a day without bombs, is good. You can leave your apart- ment, wander thru small oasis of color and light. No words, only the sense of loss. No color except for an plot of green and one plum tree, not turned to drift wood. One man who has not left, says...

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Rich Ives/Flash Nonfiction

was busy naming the clouds before I knew it. I called them what happens next, and I called them this is the way it has always been. I put new clothes on them, and I taught them to dance differently. I tried to get that slouch out of their walk, but they always smiled with self-satisfaction. All you had to do was make a few things happen and everyone forgot about the limp.

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Jim Feast/Book Review

          border crossings by Thaddeus RutkowskiPaperback, 6"x9"96 pagesSensitive Skin BooksISBN: 978-1977850898$12.95   by Jim Feast There is a poem called “Border Crossings” in a new book of the same name by Thaddeus Rutkowski. It’s a theme picked up in other verses...

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Michael T. Young/Poetry

     Dredging Gulls tow my gaze out beyond the breakwaters and jetties, to coast there among the glass towers. Wind whips the water in me into waves and spindrift. Along all my shores are hardnesses broken down into sand, fragments supposed to equal the history of me....

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Fiction/Jean E. Verthein

      Plie, Adjust, Tundu, Tap   by Jean E. Verthein Contributing Writer Three in the morning. The phone rang. It did, didn’t it? After all, detectives called for midnight lineups to check whether the attacker from six months earlier was there. But the end of the line...

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Ed Coffey/Essay

Why Do I Race? by Ed CoffeyContributing Writer  ran for 10 years before I ever even knew that ordinary people raced. I thought that racing was for elite or, at least, very talented runners. The people I saw...

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Brendan Brady/Poetry

The Snow in March is Tired Powdered abstractions in an opaque vanity, sickly snow perspires and gasps, engorged and sinking into sleep. A lullaby swallowed is wasted under evening daffodil while streetlights seize, blinking and confused. The power flashed and the...

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Evan Lockwood/Commentary

  Epiphany in a Pizza Shop A Trumpian Reverie   By Evan Lockwood Illegally stoned on a plant not federally legal yet, in line at a pizza shop on a Friday night. The line is uncomfortably long for being this stoned. A young girl – clearly the daughter of an employee –...

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Judith Skillman/RD Armstrong Review

      Orphaned Words: Forgotten Poems from a Haphazard Life by RD Armstrong $20.00 USD + shipping, 246 pp   A Review by Judith Skillman In RD Armstrong’s Orphaned Words, we find a rare honesty, beginning with the poet’s forward: “If it weren’t for LUMMOX Press, I’d be...

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Mark Walker/Creative Nonfiction

  My Life in the Land of the Eternal Spring: The Coffee Plantation   By Mark D. Walker Contributor hough I had lived and worked in Guatemala for seven years, it was a brief encounter with my young daughter,...

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Cammy Pedroja/3 Poems

The Invisible Man   By the window, on a black bone chair the germs leave your body through smoke. Can two tandem blankly to bash out a cure? I have read that drones die in the act of mating. Honey-stomachs busting in the rub of it. The longtime residents warned me,...

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Emily Carney Reviews Elizabeth Cohen

  Against the Ache: Elizabeth Cohen’s The Patron Saint of Cauliflower   By Emily Carney Contributing Reviewer “I’m preparing for the end of the world / again,” writes Elizabeth Cohen, “which is to say I am making / goulash.” This is how Cohen introduces The Patron...

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The Drunkards/Book Review

“The Drunkards” by L.M. Rivera Omnidawn Publishing Copyright 2018 ISBN 1632430541, 9781632430540 144 Pages $11.93 Review by Emily Vogel L.M. Rivera’s new collection of poetry, “The Drunkards” is first of all predicated upon and associated with numerous notions and...

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