by Peycho Kanev I can’t see anything but wasted faces, broken bodies, tired souls and as I walk in the morning to my job the streets seem full of ghosts. oh these factories sucking slowly our lives away and all those guillotine-jobs killing our precious time. I am ready to start my live all over [...]
Entries from December 2009
Hangman
December 2009 · No Comments
Tags: Poetry
Once in the Bronx
December 2009 · No Comments
by Gary Beck “I didn’t go back for twenty years. What a change, citizens. I had lived in Germany, walked the ruins of World War II, saw defeated ghosts of the Vaterland, heard the laments of destruction, met a madman, crooning for the lost “Fuerher”, rushing crazed through Stuttgart streets, chanting: ‘The bombs are fallen, [...]
Tags: Poetry
That Fateful Saturday
December 2009 · 2 Comments
by Gint Aras I swear right now that everything your gonna read in here happened 100% true. Cauze when I used to look back at all this crap that went down with me, sometimes I wouldn’t even believe it myself. I used to trip a lot on shrooms and acid, plus get high off weed [...]
Tags: Fiction