Posts Tagged ‘ VI.I ’

Defenestration: November 2008

Nov 20th, 2008 | By

Welcome to the November 2008 issue of Defenestration. By reading this instead of other publications, you’re garuanteed to decrease your carbon footprint by nearly two shoe sizes! (Andrew and Eileen and Genevieve asked me to write that joke. They said, “Hey, Bigfoot, you should do a carbon footprint joke, on account of ‘carbon footprint’ being something

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“Clark Reeper and the Angel of Temperance,” by Michael Panush

Nov 20th, 2008 | By

It was in the early evening in the bustling town of Virginia City, Nevada, when the Angel of Temperance, or to use her real name, Constance P. Trolpers, began her rounds. She was a passionate woman, full of vigor, vim and anger at the treacherous sins of alcohol.  Every night since the American Temperance Society

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“Man of Spam (Spam Man),” by Ron Singer

Nov 20th, 2008 | By

Recently (how?), Kevin Kile (Mr. Kevin Kile) underwent (experienced) a perfect spam storm. (What does that mean?) The principal (main) source of Kevin’s (Mr. Kile’s) problem was vocational (work-related): he was (is) a writer (author). Specifically (yes, be specific), he was (is, is) an emerging (like a groundhog?) fiction writer with 43 (forty-three) Internet (ezine?

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“Casanova Prepares for a Duel, May 5, 1766,” by Michael Garriga

Nov 20th, 2008 | By

Tell me why, O Lord, why I had to scurry and scramble escaping that Venetian prison to come all the way to Poland-Poland!-to be murdered by a lifelong knight, the Grand Butler to the Crown, Count Colonel Franciszek Ksawery Branicki, a name that sounds like a child’s careless scribbling?  A man who has wounded his

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Two Poems by Norman Ball

Nov 20th, 2008 | By

A Twenty-Syllable Epigram on the Modern Haiku The marriage of today’s busy professional with tomorrow’s oblivion. A Veritable Waste of Space Veritible’s a word of minor weight, mere filler culled to modify the void. Its meaning tacks to hurry-up-and-wait –all empty suit, adjectively deployed. This now concludes my veritable screed that heaped nonentitude on absent

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