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Tipitapa

Issue No. 249 ~ February, 2018

  Corey never could have known that all of his crazy adventures and all of his troublesome curiosities would somehow lead him to a place like this. He’d read books about prison and seen the movies and the shows. Everybody had. Prison held a powerful …

The Duckweed

Issue No. 249 ~ February, 2018

Perhaps it was a time travel passage like those in the cheesy TV dramas, emanating smells of mystery and inscrutability in puffs of smoke echoed with the menacing fragments of dimness and dampness here and there. At one or two stories of the tong lau …

Lucida and Obscura

Issue No. 249 ~ February, 2018

08-23-2009 3:12 P.M. VID—CAM—PSI2 WED Day 1: My neck hurts. I have been craning it in precise movements for five years now: a sixty-degree swivel towards the left, rotating as much as my holder allows, to catch what’s going on in the Cereal and Homemade …

In the Shadow of the Valley of Measurement

Issue No. 248 ~ January, 2018

The question occurred to him as he scurried into his kitchen to inventory his foodstuffs just one more time. Of all the minutes he spent at home, in his house {two fungible phrases} {or were they?}—anyway, of all the minutes spent in the physical structure …

Baptism of the Wounded

Issue No. 248 ~ January, 2018

It was another cold night, but at least it wasn’t yet raining, thought Marco.  He rubbed his hands over the makeshift garbage-can fire that he fed with newspapers and empty cartons. While buses roared and taxis swerved by, Marco beheld the city’s flickering lights, its …

Along Came Poly

Issue No. 248 ~ January, 2018

Looking dashing in his bowler hat, John Lennon-style round sunglasses, shark-tooth necklace and vintage polyester bowling shirt, Richard navigated the Razor kick scooter through the dense shoals of pedestrians drifting along the sidewalk. He hopped off the scooter, picking it up as he entered the …

A Nice Pair

Issue No. 248 ~ January, 2018

  The Last Exit: I was on the easy end of a horse costume. My pal Grant took the rear, and we cantered to the Last Exit on Brooklyn. The giant horse-head reached my waist acting as both mask and straight-jacket and descending over a …

Rustle in the Coconut Groves

Issue No. 247 ~ December, 2017

Devu sits on the veranda floor, listening to her husband blowing a conch shell, a ritual that follows his evening prayers. He keeps the door of his puja room closed, but the sound finds a way out. She grabs a fistful of roasted mussels from …

Infamy

Issue No. 247 ~ December, 2017

The house cannot hold one more person. Grace and Robert live in this 3-bedroom foursquare with their four children. Robert’s mother Bridget has lived with them since she was widowed in 1931. Grace’s older brother Patrick moved in after the Crash, the same brother who …