“FROM THE LOOK OF THINGS”

gnarled antediluvian branchesglaring upon the wild and uninhibitedcrumbling beneath the measured weight of timemaintaining their estates of immaculate splendorcasting shadows of departed grandeurI, last of the despondent disconsolatewandering without purpose in the dust of the spectralacquiring shades of melancholyand disconnected fragments of discourse,slipped from the unwilling tonguein the ungoverned mania of vehemenceshrouded in the Cimmerian … Continue reading “FROM THE LOOK OF THINGS”

“THE RED STAINED PORTRAIT”

The portrait at my breast, tattered and creased,reminds me of the city that I know—the Lanzheron, not unlike Galveston,transfigured by sunbeams, bouncing off the sea,the waters I will never meet again,never to clink Baltikas on the sand,militia muscles glittering in the wet,and she who brought retarded joy in sun. She liked my cooking and my … Continue reading “THE RED STAINED PORTRAIT”

OUR TORTURER

What happens when you succeed in eliminating most ordinary crime? That is, crimes of profit, of passion, of desperate survival? Almost wiped out. The crime stats are way down. The commissioner’s happy, the mayor’s happy, the courts are happy, and their corporate sponsors are as pigs in shit. However, when those crime numbers dwindle down … Continue reading OUR TORTURER

NOISE: A HISTORY – WHITE NOISE

excerpted from Beta Testing the Ongoing Apocalypse by Tom Kaczynski *** -- Tom Kaczynski is a cartoonist and a publisher. He is the author of the award-winning Cartoon Dialectics series, many essays on the comics medium, and the forthcoming Trans Terra graphic novel. Tom K is the founder of Uncivilized Books, a boutique publishing house … Continue reading NOISE: A HISTORY – WHITE NOISE

“GROCERY STORE PHANTASY” – “LAST SUMMER BOZZUTO CONSTRUCTION FED A DRAINAGE PIPE THROUGH MY LOCAL PARK”

Grocery Store Phantasy My salmon steak heart, alive, swaddled in plastic,beats slow and soft to the touch,bubblegum pink methylmercury lust. You rainbow trout, with a pearl in your mouth,could I have caught you diving for oysters?Stirring up sediments when the stores are all closed. I dream of crabs in cages (underwater),I dream of magpies who … Continue reading “GROCERY STORE PHANTASY” – “LAST SUMMER BOZZUTO CONSTRUCTION FED A DRAINAGE PIPE THROUGH MY LOCAL PARK”