To Eyedea.


Here I am in the cold, smoking a cigarette.  And I find out that Eyedea has passed on. I guess another fallen star falls down to earth sleeping in the sound of the record it sounds like pain in a glass, drunk and I am writing this word after word. I get it now I […]

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Adrienne Drobnies’ “The Devil”


    Más sabe el diablo por viejo que por diablo At 22, you mugged my life squeezed your arm around its neck rifled through its pocketswith your large, aged hands Pancho Villa’s men invaded your family home and killed your grandfather I have paid for those robberies Was I wrong to hold on to my […]

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Beautiful Ugly Thing By Erin “Rant Poet” Burns


A visual cacophony This beautiful thing To die a violent death could Bring an end to this begin- ning. A dismal dismantling Of internal organs weighed and measured to the gram stuffed back into an empty cavity where they’d remain Unattached. And. .Unadorned but for cotton bracelets and zip lock bags. !A macabre fresco of […]

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