Our Back Yard: Mike Foldes/Poetry

          Dreaming in Hungarian Miskolc, Eger, Budapest, letcho, goulash, paprikash, nem, egan, dobos torte, smooth roads, fenceless fields ideally suited for horse-drawn wagons to leave wakes of  broken grasses, transitory roadways for...

Marc Darnell/Poetry

Gadget Man is a juicy machine– a talking sack of fluids, no soul, I mean no aura, no spirit seen. If you ask druids if man is a juicy machine they’ll say he’s a stream in sync with all the gods, but no soul.  I mean well, though I seem cold,...

Intercourse in Absentia/Cris Mazza

  Intercourse in Absentia   By Cris Mazza Contributing Writer   Apparently I have not lived the kind of life a writer needs. I have not, nor has anyone in my immediate family, recovered from an addiction, nor from a catastrophic injury or disease. I’ve...

Dewitt Henry/Interview

DEWITT HENRY’s “SWEET MARJORAM” An interview with the author by Jennifer Acker   JENNIFER ACKER:  How did this essay collection develop? It’s remarkably unified in tone and in approach to the subjects, so I wondered if it was conceived as a...
Ava, Lana and Old Bob Campbell

Ava, Lana and Old Bob Campbell

Photo by Ashutosh Nandeshwar on Unsplash ***   Ava, Lana, and Old Bob Campbell   by Wayne Turmel Contributing Writer Las Vegas, 2018 Bob Campbell was seventy-five by this point. He was never much of a BS artist, rarely spoke at all and never joined in the usual...