31Oct 27, 2022
Barbara Linkevitch is a Los Angeles filmmaker and photographer. As a filmmaker, Linkevitch’s half-dozen short films made big waves in the Avant-Garde world. She’s published in Cosmopolitan, been a restaurant critic for California Magazine and had original prose recorded on a spoken word record of Los Angeles storytellers. With her husband she founded the footage […]
32Oct 27, 2022
Barbara Linkevitch is a Los Angeles filmmaker and photographer. As a filmmaker, Linkevitch’s half-dozen short films made big waves in the Avant-Garde world. She’s published in Cosmopolitan, been a restaurant critic for California Magazine and had original prose recorded on a spoken word record of Los Angeles storytellers. With her husband she founded the footage […]
33Oct 21, 2022
Jim Ross jumped into creative pursuits in 2015 after a rewarding career in public health research. With a graduate degree from Howard University, in seven years he’s published nonfiction, fiction, poetry, photography, and hybrid in over 175 journals and anthologies on five continents. Publications include 580 Split, Bombay Gin, Burningword, Camas, Columbia Journal, Friends […]
34Oct 19, 2022
Barbara Linkevitch is a Los Angeles filmmaker and photographer. As a filmmaker, Linkevitch’s half-dozen short films made big waves in the Avant-Garde world. She’s published in Cosmopolitan, been a restaurant critic for California Magazine and had original prose recorded on a spoken word record of Los Angeles storytellers. With her husband she founded the footage […]
35Aug 10, 2022
I know I am the parasite – I pulled those weeds. Tore out the shrubs where the skunk used to sleep. My hands in the earth where my ancestral violence seeps, its muddy mouth belching bitter heat. This is my autumn apology. I wake and regret the milkweed I murdered before it could seed. […]
36Aug 10, 2022
“Whatever. I’m going upstate to meet with Turner. I might also pick up a dog.” With that, Harold Lattimer placed his hands on the counter, stood up, and walked out of the kitchen. Gwyn heard the jangle of his keys in the foyer and the click of the apartment door followed by the metallic clang […]
37Aug 10, 2022
The curve of each treeis a record of windand sun, a memory ofwhat the Earth said.Each river winds the same,encoding memory in erosion,creation in destruction.In this way, thingsare already bookswithout language. I am a dust storm of a thousandthousand particles. I am suspendedin air, I float on a current of sunbeams,I am always falling down […]
38Aug 10, 2022
Leonard sat at the counter of the diner nursing his coffee and applying for jobs on his laptop. Hewas sixty-two years old, recently laid off, wondering if he’d ever work again and how he’dmanage when his 401(k) ran out. An octopus climbed up on the stool beside him, suckers popping on the vinyl. Half itsarms […]
39Feb 21, 2022
By Abbey Gate did they wait, hives of humanity confined in a makeshift holding pattern, their hopes in hand, desperate for rescue, a shimmering mirage that appeared at a distance but that never arrived, in the event outpaced by a resonant blast shuddering the earth and imbruing pavement with crimson puddles, hatred’s sudden signature. Elsewhere, […]
40Feb 21, 2022
I remember to request no straw at lunch. The waiter asks whether I’m doing so to save the planet. Yes, in fact I am. He smiles and nods, settles for a breath onto heels, then toes. Heads off for iced tea, unsweetened. Waiting on the Summer Special, I read an article about the Counter- Enlightenment, […]