THE RACCOON TOOK A CRAP IN MY TRUCK LAST NIGHT. Inside the cab, in the cup-holder. I was still a little bleary this morning and my coffee thermos wouldn’t sit straight so I kept trying to push it down. That’s how my day started. That and a sore knee. He must have dropped down out of the pine and pushed in the cardboard I had over the busted rear window. […]
Tag Archives | Facing the dark side
Stephenson Muret | Shooters and saints
The mindscape of the shooter may very well remain unknown to the rest of us forever. What follows is my own speculation, an amplification of what many nonviolent anti-social people feel about society, and a projection of their complaints into a mind that reacts with homicidal aggression. I do not write this essay as a justification for the shooter’s atrocities, but as an attempt to unmask what motivates them. IT […]
Mary Marie Dixon | The Way of (Dis)Order
At moon’s last silver she dug tubers of iris and split to profligate the silver meat Under star points the shriveled brown flaked and fell to decay Incongruent Eden already in cycle to spin and drop to crease an order imposed by the first woman In that tamed creation she surrendered to a sleep thoughtless and vague unordered In the tomb of her making the iris rooted […]
Robin Slick | Suicide blonde
TRUTH: I MAY HAVE TRIED TO SNUFF MYSELF OUT a year and a half ago. I’m still not sure if it was intentional or not, but on an intellectual level, what the hell was I thinking? I was diagnosed with chronic hypertension, a wonky heartbeat, and genetically high cholesterol over ten years ago. I became a vegetarian, tried everything from yoga to walking five miles a day, and sadly, nothing […]
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