by Judy Swann I decided to call the guy up and leave some Dylan on his machine. I practiced how I would tell him I was changing my name. I was driving behind a pickup, wobbly red butt straight ahead. To the left the snow-covered hills and ovals of cradled grain. Prickly grass still peeked
Day: March 6, 2010
Hosted and Edited by that well-loved star from the cult 80s vampire film, ‘The Munchies’ – Jools Vicker, the Spider from Saturn. The Spider from Saturn shuffled onto the park bench, and lit a cigarette, holding it between his pedipalps. He squatted on all thirteen of his legs, and began. ‘“Life without pain has no
by Lara Schembri “This is the night…in which all the horses…are sickly white.” The voice was placid and flat like dead calm in open water, though the context led one to hear an imaginary satisfaction in the tone, a hint of cackling. It didn’t fall out of an open maw, it floated inside a sealed,