Friday, August 18, 2017


these dumb souls

they went
an elected
a man that
has money
as his god

maybe these
dumb souls
will finally
see how
fucks over
in its way

--J.J. Campbell

J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) is currently trapped in suburbia. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Mad Swirl, Tuck Magazine, Chiron Review, In Between Hangovers and Synchronized Chaos. You can find him most days bitching about something on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights. (

Thursday, August 17, 2017



            “Mr. Motes,” she said. “here’s a dollar bill and some change in this waste basket.  You know where your waste basket is. How did you make that mistake?”
            “It was left over, he said. “I didn’t need it.”
            She dropped into his straight chair. “Do you throw it away every month?” she asked after a time.
            “Only when it’s left over.”
                                                                        (Wise Blood, Flannery O’Connor)

The thought that someone might be indifferent to it steams us
like sitting next to a teetotaler at a bar when we’re tying one
on. How can you not want to plunge your head into the
champagne fountain then make yourself puke to clear space
for more? To avert is un-American. Your lack of attachment
grinds the assembly line to a halt, leaves dad slumped in his
recliner while mom pulls double shifts washing invalids. It’s
like having two hearts while those on the transplant list are dying
for one. Take your monkish indifference elsewhere, dig a den
with the foxes. The rest of us raise greyhound heads at dawn
and get running, lapping the track after the mechanical rabbit.
We prick ears to the silent whistle, salivate, and whine. I
wouldn’t want to be you—the only dog out of harness—while
the laden sleds skid on runners. You don’t pull, you don’t eat.

--Devon Balwit

Devon Balwit is a writer/teacher from Portland, OR. Her political poems have appeared in The New Verse News, Poets Reading the News, Redbird Weekly Reads, Rise-Up Review, Rat's Ass Review, The Rising Phoenix Review, Mobius, What Rough Beast, and more.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017



i answered santa claus  i feel a 
thousand years ago to the question 
what do you want to be when you 

grow up crowds of men as miles of 
corn and beans cotton and harvest
wheat clamor to be kent clark 

hiding superman in a time of soft 
wings and soft skins and soft 
lures exiting a thousand 

abandoned phone booths and
radioactive changing rooms
emerging as angels of death

mc escher drew a picture of the 
first known case of forensics
being used to solve a murder

the village sheriff recognized 
the victim's wounds as being 
caused by a farmer's scythe 

painting each man in a line
behind his tool the flies landing
on one sickle seemed to buzz 

--Paul Koniecki

Tuesday, August 15, 2017


One Collapses, Surrenders

It’s another gray day:
potential nuclear war with North Korea,
more lethal grammar school shootouts,
demagogues relaxing regulations,
poisoning food, air and water.

Headlines blare fresh atrocities:
barrel bombs, drone-delivered assassinations,
sabre rattling white men
thumbing their noses at psychotic dictators,
backdoor attacks on healthcare,
abortion, civil liberties.

Ivanka and Jared,
Barbie & Ken dolls with political clout,
research personalities, trends
on clickbait news sites, Amazon, Google,
play diplomat, statesman,
walk away with profitable contracts,
trademark agreements.

President Pussy Grabber
demotes white supremacist
and scary skank,
blusters and tweets.
Spicey spins alt reality as poll numbers
drop into free fall.

The rest of us persist, resist,
do our best to pull the rug
out from underneath
Putin’s puppet
and his amateur cast
of corrupt pretenders.

--Jennifer Lagier

Monday, August 14, 2017


A Brief History of Alternative Facts

The girl and her brother were raised as equals.
Religion made people kind.

Columbus discovered America.
Guns don’t kill.

Beaten children asked for it.
Everyone wanted the black dolls.

He never had sexual relations with that woman.
Sandra Bland got a ticket and went home.

A fool and his money can’t buy the White House.
More people read poetry than get raped.

The protestors didn’t throw rocks;
that was confetti.

If they’re sent to prison
it will be an alternative heaven.

--Alison Stone