I’m Bukowski sitting in a hotel lobby bar, patterned vaguely mosaic, atypical. The time continuum means nothing now.Where is …
Erasure the Occupant #27 | Good luck with that, by Jay Mog
Found in “Republicans plead with Trump to leave Barr alone” by Burgess Everett and Marianne Levine on Politico.com.
The End of [the] March
I want to smile todayGrab my throat between your two fingersSqueeze under my jawYes, there Just there I can feel …
Roe v Wade-related | The Contract, a poem by Martha Warren
Why is a marriage agreement not a proper contract? The answer should be in these law books, an elegant legal …
Weekly Feature | The Mother in the Manhole, a poem by Tom Barlow
The last Tony Hoagland poetry collection sells for $9.49 on Amazon and I doubt Tony ever kept track of …
Roe v. Wade-related | Blighted, a poem By Carissa Cancel
Blighted I think my heart knew it way before the inner machinations of my mind could work out the …
REST. {resist. repeat.} | Cicada Princess (short film)
Revolving around the unusual life-cycle of the Cicada bug, Mauchi Baiocchi’s Cicada Princess is a charming mix of whimsical narrative and formidable technique, combining to create a unique and hugely enjoyable viewing experience.
Roe v. Wade-related | Now She Can Cope, short fiction by Diane K. Martin
Now She Can Cope … Edith walked into the office reception area, lowered her glasses, and gave both girls …
Resist! | R Culture, a poem by Cyndie Randall
R Culture When my rapist dies, there will be many #TouchingTributes. Our mutual friends know he ransacked me, and still, …
Roe v. Wade-related | A Woman’s Prayer to Hekate, a poem by Juliette Sebock
I’m told that She will deliver justice
where justice is due
and I pray She bring justice, too,
beyond the courtroom,
beyond the bedroom
Education | Brave Women at the Helm, Ronan Farrow at the Ready
Crooked Media Investigative reporter Ronan Farrow, a complete and total stranger to Jon Lovett, stops by Lovett or Leave It …
A Midweek REST | One Sunny Day, a poem by Kim Kishbaugh
January brought one sunny day to Chicago skies colorless, a shroud we could not lift each lengthening day promising only …