Photography by Simon P. Laurent

Simon P. Laurent. Art. Same as breathing. I share a critical approach and reflection on society linked to other disciplines leading toward a interdisciplinary speech on many subjects. Photography is a way of thinking the world, your own country, your relatives. Before thinking to YOURSELF. It is a good way to exist in our world….

Fiction: Evel Knievel and the Fat Elvis Diner By Richard Wall

The man stared through glass at the immense, dark thunderhead that filled the horizon.             Cumulonimbus.             Impressive.             Towering like a huge anvil in the vast Oklahoma sky.             Even at this distance he could see the grey curtain of rain beneath it; see threads of lightning poking at the earth like the antagonistic…

Poetry: Tommy Gun Blues by Fred Shrum, III

Tommy Gun Blues  I can’t stay in I can’t get out My heart is so hard My tears become drought Your life is in my hands But who holds mine My rivers flow with blood I am stranded in time From across the gaping void The light becomes clear You realize with a start There…

Drabble: Swamplands by Paul D. Brazill

Elvis awoke in a cold, dank sweat, hungover from bourbon and bad dreams. The nightmares had consisted of him being hunted through a swamp by the murderous spectre of Jesse, his stillborn twin. His pounding heartbeat seemed to echo through the mansion. He stumbled into the bathroom, splashed cold water on his face and looked…

Fiction: The Rex By Morgan Boyd

Kate had something to tell me, but she wouldn’t say it over the phone.  I knew it wouldn’t be good news, so I started scheming ways to leave work.  Cutting out early would have been doable except for the weather. Aging movie patrons descended upon the cinema like rats at the first sign of a…

Pre-order Gary Crowley’s Lost 80s

Lost 80s presents 63 tracks compiled and themed by Gary Crowley disc by disc, from ‘Jingly Jangly’ indie-pop 7″s to the extended 12″ that so much marked the era. Many of these tracks are rare and very hard to find having not appeared on any CDs before. The better known artists appearing here are represented…

Fiction: Fast Freddie & the West Texas Wives By Mick Rose

  Consuela Gutierrez Ramirez melodically straddled my hips: rising and falling and rising again, with the gliding grace of an Arabian mare on a quaint circus carousel—while I slapped her ass like a rented mule. Most guys called her Angel. But most guys think with their silly dicks. “You’re talkin’ a dangerous game, L.D.—four million…

Fiction: Mixed With Reality by Robert Ragan

Sound asleep in bed I’m out of this world at 3 am. Meanwhile, a classic movie marathon continues in black and white. A private detective in a trench coat investigates the husband of a wealthy young woman. It seems she’s unexplainably accident prone. In the end, she and the detective will embrace and kiss in…

Fiction: The Bench by Paul Matts

She slumps down. On the park bench. And lets out a loud sigh. I am sitting on the other end of the same bench. I turn to examine the new arrival. She immediately bursts into tears. ‘Bollocks. What do I do now?’ is my initial thought. After composing myself but doing precisely nothing, I turn…