Foggy brick streets -red brick that is- dredged from the bottom of a murky river which has seen things sink other didn’t want to be seen, And who is she to tell […]
S&R Poetry: "A Break," by Hamish Mack
A Break by Hamish Mack We walk down to the estuary, raising clouds of insects, like smoke, with our feet. We look for clues, in the sky, or on the water as […]
S&R Fiction: A Question of Probability, by Daniel Pinney
Everybody has a story. People are weird, especially when you look at what they do from the outside. But once you get a little bit of the inside track, the skinny (as […]
S&R Fiction: An Evening With My Mother, by Mark Sumioka
When I got to my mother’s house the first thing I did was give her the once-over. Old age was upon her. Her face was gaunt with waxy wrinkles, and sunspots along […]
S&R Fiction: "As the World Burns" by Avery Oslo
Katrin is a twenty-three year-old with a six year-old’s face. The first time I met her, I watched her drink neat rum without wincing. I couldn’t tell if it was responsible for […]
S&R Poetry: "Cold War Lies," by Mark Todd
“We choose … to do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard.” – JFK’s moon speech, 1962 He snaps off the transistor voice, choosing the hard […]
S&R Poetry: Architeuthis, by MJ De Angelis
Architeuthis This song is not for the shivering sleepless child huddled in a cardboard box above a restless alley watching a smog-orange midnight sky through the rusted bars of a fire escape […]
S&R Poetry: "Marilyn Manson Talks About Lewis Carroll" by Ron Riekki
“Marilyn Manson Talks About Lewis Carroll” by Ron Riekki cobweb tattoo, alice is never described as a blonde, hair like a pet, nine light bulbs, eyes sent to jail, a recipe for […]
S&R Poetry: "Emma, Who Stabbed Her Right Eye" by John Grey
Emma, Who Stabbed Her Right Eye by John Grey They came for the sight in your right eye when the ones who could have protected you were busy elsewhere reading or watching […]
S&R Poetry: Wonderland, by JD Isip
Wonderland – Club 1350, Long Beach, California Tonight I want to go to hell, I want to know there are Hearts more rock than the granite in me. Down Anaheim Street, the […]
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