Category: Entertainment

  • Generational Culture — films, novels, and the rest

    Generational Culture — films, novels, and the rest

    My friend Chad wrote a post about generational culture in hopes to pick a film for every generation. As we texted back and forth with our friend Doug, we realized that a single film might not define a generation so much as a bank of films or even a bank of cultural touchstones. So after…

  • The Forest

    The Forest

    They came in the night hours, prowling at the edge of the forest. A flash of eyes, the curl of a lip, then darkness once more. They had been in the forest since the beginning. They were the blood the ran through its veins, their wild drums the beat of its heart, their lavender smoke…

  • NO

    NO

    Nanny says No,Am I a billy goat?But I prey,I don’t pray. Nanny says No,Am I her quote? Featured Download: If you would like a resource to help you write poetry like “NO,” CLICK HERE.

  • Self-Directed

    Self-Directed

    We think / we’re much older now, / but we’re not. Whisper sweet nothings / while our tongues flick, / flick in our ears. Ask: What happens when you say it / out loud? Say: I want you to know / something. Ask: Is that love? / Say: I want you to feel / a…

  • The Road Out to You

    The Road Out to You

    was long but less so each time my mind traces back over it The icy ridgeline, the way the water rushes out without first thinking Each dog that passed through the muddied snowthinking it was an elk   I am that onewho pauses in the pathway of growing moss, touching lichen withtwo fingers and calling a…

  • Closing Time

    Closing Time

    It’s five minutes to nine at the library, the warning blares. The hunched hoodlum in the corner settee wipes a dripping blade on his cuff and gets ready to push off unseen. The student slinking between the aisles bags two textbooks he can sell his roommates. A man rushes in breathless at one minute to…

  • Lawn Mower Death

    Lawn Mower Death

    So I’ve started in with the David Ignatow collection. Friends, this man is obsessed with death and it’s more than his poem about lawn mower death. And I don’t mean the kind that shows up on the nightly news because some teenager tried to ride one into a roman candle war (ask Lancelot about that…

  • Oh, JACK: DORITOS JACKED 3D Jalapeño Pepper Jack Flavored Torilla Snacks

    Oh, JACK: DORITOS JACKED 3D Jalapeño Pepper Jack Flavored Torilla Snacks

    Are we living through a golden age or an arms race of snack production? Never before has snacks been so wildly imagined and (fetishishically?) realized for such large swathes of the population. I can say this with all the confidence of someone who has done absolutely no research whatsoever to back their assertion. Still, I…

  • Southern Trees Bear Strange Fruit

    Southern Trees Bear Strange Fruit

    Trees can bear scars too. Dark, puckered with sap and pitch, botched attempts by an axe or the vaguely violent will of a summer thunderstorm. These trees have borne witness to our worst moments, here, beneath the sweltering sky, among the blackberry-laden bushes. Every slurred word dripped from our lips coat their leaves like nectar,…

  • At The Graveyard

    At The Graveyard

    Bleary-eyed, I walk. The fog rolls thick and heavy. Trees line the path like giant gnarled fingers beckoning. A shrill whistling wind scatters, disorienting. Still, I walk. A stone angel waits in silent consideration. Placing a flower on a heap of dirt, I fall. Featured Download: If you would like a resource to help you…

  • Screenplay

    Screenplay

    “U američkim filmovima” Translated From Croatian by Mario Frömml In American movies Russians always get defeated. Guns lurk at every corner. Cowboys are good guys, though may not be. Indians play supporting roles and extras. Except for making wars, or being fought against, no one has been noticing ten million Muslims. Knowledge is useful if…

  • Race A Penny

    Race A Penny

    So if you choose to race a penny off the roof of the Empire State Building but you’re aiming at this particular spot on the street corner where a woman is hailing a taxi and right as it kisses the curb your body plummets through the canopy of the cab, crushing the cabbie and screwing…