Archive for August 2014

“When The New York Times Embraces The Lunatic Fringe,” by Tony Peyser

Aug 20th, 2014 | By

Maybe this reporter is competent and only
Momentarily seemed like a dumb hack
In this style piece that breathlessly declared
That bangs are now making a comeback.



“R.I.P.” by Art Heifetz

Aug 20th, 2014 | By

he went peacefully
in the early hours
succumbing to
erectile dysfunction
his final request was
a last sponge bath
from the attractive nurse



“Boomers Gone Wild,” by Barbara Lee

Aug 20th, 2014 | By

recently, at dinner with friends someone said that we should all drop acid together
just for a single night give up being in control and live purely in the moment
looking at each other, we said, we’re old
no one had tripped since the dawn of the seventies
would our fragile brains and baby boomer bodies survive?



Two Poems by Bradley K. Meyer

Aug 20th, 2014 | By

Walking behind two
Wright State students,
One says:
-Did you hear about the prank Jimmy played on his cat?
-On his cat?
-Yeah, he filled his cat’s litter box with pop rocks.



“How Many Four Year Olds Do You Think You Could Take In a Fight?” by Ian Couch

Aug 20th, 2014 | By

Nobody ever told me why the scientists decided to answer the question, but they must have cleared out every orphanage in the country to do it.

The first hour of the experiment was the toughest. Kids headbutted me in the crotch, and I caught enough shin kicks to limp for a week. Bite mark scars still shimmer along my fingers. I punched their child-sized temples and mule kicked their soft little sternums hard enough to make their chests pop.