THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK an Agony in Eight Fits by Lewis Carroll PREFACE If–and the thing is wildly possible–the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive…
Browsing Category Poetry
Parrots in Alaska by Todd Flynn
My father is morbidly obese and diabetic. At 380 pounds, with ruined knees, the ex-athlete has traded cheers and adulation for gawks and whispers. He’s a carnival attraction, given wide berth, even in the…
I Confess by Clifton Bates
OK I confess I’m a mess I live alone but I digress. Really I’m a timber cruiser marking old growth. I’m a scout, a surveyor a little bit of both. Nahh, I’m just this guy…
Missed Cues by Brian Fanelli
She drags her fork across the plate, pokes at peas until he asks, What’s wrong now? He pounds a basketball on blacktop, curses bricked free throws and missed 3s, until she stands on the…
The Summer of Our Fall by Brian Fanelli
We had bands named the Cut-ups, Dead Idols, the Flesh Easters— guitarists named Johnny Smack, Frank Spike, Wailing Steve-O, who all burned up the fretboard as fast as Johnny Ramone. We praised them all in…