by Jay Hopler It’s not the lost lover that brings us to ruin, or the barroom brawl, or the con game gone bad, or the beating Taken in the alleyway. But the lost car keys, The broken shoelace, The overcharge at the gas pump Which we broach without comment — these are the things that eat … Continue reading Meditation on Ruin
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CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: 2014 Fellowship to theOffice
It’s that time of year again... We’re beyond excited to announce that we are once again offering a FREE 6-MONTH FELLOWSHIP to theOffice. theOffice is a quiet, communal workspace in Brentwood, CA right across from the Country Mart. Our members get free coffee & tea, wifi, Aeron chairs and peace of mind, all in the … Continue reading CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: 2014 Fellowship to theOffice
QOTD
The stars over the Atlantic are dangling salt crystals. The room at the Seashell Inn is $20 a night; special winter off-season rate. No one else here but us and the night clerk, five floors below, alone with his cherished stack of Spiderman. … Continue reading QOTD
QOTD
Now, moving in, cartons on the floor, the radio playing to bare walls, picture hooks left stranded in the unsoiled squares where paintings were, and something reminding us this is like all other moving days; finding the dirty ends of someone else's life, hair fallen in the sink, a peach pit, and burned-out matches in … Continue reading QOTD
QOTD- Valentine edition
Loving me with my shows off means loving my long brown legs, sweet dears, as good as spoons; and my feet, those two children let out to play naked. Intricate nubs, my toes. No longer bound. And what's more, see toenails and all ten stages, root by root. All spirited and wild, this little piggy … Continue reading QOTD- Valentine edition
QOTD
Sharks' Teeth Everything contains some silence. Noise gets its zest from the small shark's-tooth- shaped fragments of rest angled in it. An hour of city holds maybe a minute of these remnants of a time when silence reigned, compact and dangerous as a shark. Sometimes a bit of a tail or fin can still be … Continue reading QOTD
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