Defenestration

Issue X, Volume II

(Okay, whoever puts the cocaine in the Toosie Rolls: please, either stop, or put in a little more.)

POETRY

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David Gwylim Anthony. "Cushioning the Blow."

C.L. Bledsoe. "Oh My Darling, Darling, Doe-eyed Dental Hygenist."

Fran LeMoine. "“Getting Old,” “Wound,” and “Your Philosophy Over the Phone”."

J. D. Nelson. "4 rings."

PROSE

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Matt Camplomi. "Value Meal.."

--It's becoming very obvious, at least to me, and I'm the one concerned here, that I'm very easily influenced by advertising.

David Gaffney. "Give me a sign."

Lucy screeched to a halt, jumped out and stomped down the street.

Jack Goodstein. "Big Brothel."

Announcer: Wednesday at Eight. Six professionals! Six amateurs! All with their sights on the golden bed that awaits the last girl laying: Big Brothel-Premiere Wednesday at eight on DON, the family network.

Ryan Nemeth. "Letter From Home."

It’s great that you decided to join the rowing team. When I was in college, we thought all the rowers were fags. But I guess things change.

Bryon Quertermous. "Sharp-Dressed Man."

It was approaching midnight when Kent Wayne, half drunk on bad martinis, said, "Detroit needs a superhero."

Jonathan Shipley. "Shoo!"

Her bed of dahlias was her true love.

VISUALS

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Sara Holt. "I Painted Andy Warhol."

Stephanie O'Donnell. "Moments of Randomness."

Chris Plehal. "Supplies Party, Part III."