Kurt Vonnegut, who writes with one of the most unique voices I have ever encountered, was just introduced to me two weeks ago. Somehow, I escaped reading Slaughterhouse 5 in high school but now that a friend recommended him, I decided to dive into the borderline nihilism that disguises many of his works. I read … Continue reading
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2017 Reading Challenge
As each new year begins, people make resolutions that will be often abandoned by the end of January. While it wasn’t exactly a resolution, I decided that I wanted to read more for pleasure this year–spend less time playing video games or watching media (which is really hard as a film major!) and try to read … Continue reading
Graphic Novels
There is a tendency within the literary world to consider graphic novels as “lesser” compared to other more classic mediums. Many professors will argue against the use of graphic novels within classroom settings because there is a standing stigma that graphic novels aren’t as academic as “normal” novels. As more and more graphic novels crop … Continue reading
How to Enjoy a Movie Even Though the Book was Better
As an overall rule, we can assume that the book was better than the movie (any book, any movie). There are a few exceptions, but most the time people agree that books simply have a better ability to provide more details to the story. Fans of certain books will get hyped when they hear their … Continue reading
Blog Post / Fall 2016 / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Uncategorized / Volume 47
Text to the Centurion Whose Boot Is on My Throat–Nick Conrad
Please re-read your taser’s manual, since I am sure you did not intend for me to be nearly paralyzed. While it is an honor for me to have licked the sole of your boot, I regret my teeth were unable to remove the gum from your left heel. I know my current lack of response … Continue reading
Bailiwick–Jonathan Andersen
Wheelhouse was never part of my father’s lexicon though I do remember him using the synonym bailiwick; I think he liked the click at the end, the slight touch of baritone drama in Cracking down on guys like that (referring to a local wife beater) would definitely be part of my bailiwick. He said it … Continue reading
1976–Jonathan Andersen
Everything was as dirty as a carwash bathroom and pop-tops cut the light littering the sides of Route 1, in those days still a long path of concrete sections we kathunked along in our Galaxie 500, my father driving, alive, the sweat- -stain halo burned into the upholstery above his curly head. I had no … Continue reading
Omen–Chet Corey
That old groundhog of war within us came out of its silos and bunkers to look around. And all who saw it lifted it up– and what had crawled out of us would not crawl back in. Continue reading
The Violence of Memory–Daniel Fitzpatrick
on Nunscape, by Leonora Carrington Feathered devildactyl mothers its big blue egg. Give me a big blue omelet, breakfast full of food coloring, the kind kids like that mortifies the mother tongue. A pteratopped column plants one painted corner while the sea scene flirts with fluttering off on the gale-grey jubilant swell, like a washed … Continue reading
Blog Post / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Volume 47
For Lydia on Bastille Day–Daniel Fitzpatrick
She never knew the Metro in July, the cold composted air coursing down the cars, the animal stench blent coarsely with perfume, the beautiful eyes like light on light in faces fixed with time’s tattoos. She looked in luxury; her skin shone Sicilian sun still at a century’s length, undulled at death by days’ decline … Continue reading
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