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Topeka Reads Frederick Douglass
(includes video) In the historic summer of 2020, amidst a global pandemic and nationwide protests against police brutality and systemic racism, Arts Connect in Topeka, KS, produced a video to celebrate the speech of Frederick Douglass which he gave on July 5, 1852, titled, What, to the Slave, is the Fourth of July? William L. … Read more
The Wasteland
After all the people shouting at viewers who already agree and are galvanized like nails waiting to be hammered as if tines on a tuning fork yet somehow out of key locked in false times under their thumb. After all the people shouting from broadcast towers in places we’ve never been; people we’ve never met … Read more
Birth of the fool
Megan’s friend read the tabloids, the titans, National Inquirer, News of the World, you know, the glossies that stand sentry at every food checkout belt in the Food Checkout Belt of America. “They’re just as true as the stories in the Harvard Fair or whatever crusty upper crust editor-in-chief camoed out in pipe and tweed … Read more
Fuse
Jazz tonight…cold winter tonight…visions of Kansas bonfire nights tonight…hellish thoughts tonight…who says the tenants will be removed tonight…Langston Hughes rhythms tonight…want of alcohol tonight…if the landlord should return tonight…if the bill remains unpaid tonight…silent meditations of dreams tonight…apodictic speech to shadows tonight…if the proletariat gathers strength tonight…if the tension becomes condensed tonight…Emily Dickinson seclusion tonight…transforming … Read more
Free Kindle Download (The Confluence)
Hello you dusty ramblers and gamblers, This is to notify you in good time that the western horror novel, The Confluence, is free to download via Kindle April 14 through 17. After that the price of the ebook will go back up to the regular price. Click the image to take you there now.
Notice
The shades pulled low in the Rundown. Janitor scrubbing the towers top to bottom. Disinfecting seats of power and of defecation. Wiping receivers of oily prints. Evikt imagined them in the daylight; the drones with their prints all over the scene of the crimes, on keyboards and dry-erase porn; what she called the mailroom stockade … Read more
Noir Blanks
Street lamp. Buzz. Flicker. Highlighting rain.Clicking heels on steps. Stares. Stubstoes, cigarettes. Smudges lipstick. Lighter flicks.The nudge. Twisted neck in the crick.The river’s fresh till.Raging current. Swept under.Push and shovel. Driftwood oar. Faint waftof burning dock. Tragic pile-ons. Evidently evidencewill only be spoken, not photographed.The river’s fresh till.Mistrial and error. An air of mysterybare in … Read more
Strange Race
The last intact panel of glass had blistered and so stood upright magnifying the scene outside of the phone booth in which Russell Scales was standing. His veins burned all up and down his arms, clinging like vines to tree trunks. His temples were fixed in flex because his teeth were clenched to stop himself … Read more