Alexis Rhone Fancher

Four poems from her upcoming book of L.A. noir…
When I turned fourteen, my mother’s sister took me to lunch and said:
soon you’ll have breasts. They’ll mushroom on your
smooth chest like land mines…

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Ask a Non-Traditional Marriage Counselor

Ask a Non-Traditional Marriage Counselor

Dear Reader: Now that same-sex marriage has opened the door to people marrying their pets, inanimate objects, siblings, etc., the need for relationship advice in all these types of marriages, once considered “unnatural,” has burgeoned. Let me introduce myself…

On Location/France

On Location/France

Milo Moiré demands total freedom for her art. This can take different forms, because every creator has his/her own reconstruction of reality. As the Swiss artist (of Slovak and Iberian heritage) cultivates the embodiment of nudity, it is at the same moment to remove the constraints of…

How We Do Holiday Greetings

How We Do Holiday Greetings

The Personal Touch

People used to save their Christmas and other holiday cards from year to year, sometimes filling boxes with greetings never to be seen or read again, as they were stashed in sealed boxes in the back of the attic until a next-gen found and threw them away…

Murray Alfredson

Hamas Is that jihad war for Allah and his people?, and victory that you have shown the world the evil of your foes? Allah the hundred- named if he is all you say faces no danger; the shells the bombs the phosphorus that you with pinprick rockets prod your enemies to...
Steve Bromberg / Life Always Seems to Surprise Me

Steve Bromberg / Life Always Seems to Surprise Me

The last time I was in Vegas I lost. Dr. Heart Stat!
What does it mean to be at that moment between the last breath and nothing, when everything slows down just before it ends and you know it’s the end and you see yourself for who you really are. Can you imagine? Really see yourself for the first time and think holy crap and then think wait! I can’t go yet…

Corbett Reynolds / Art

Corbett Reynolds / Art

Life was much different for gay men and women in 1970s’ Columbus, Ohio. The few gay bars in town were mostly dives, and had no signage or visible street presence. Police raids were common, as was harassment from the general populace. It was at this time that a charming little man named Corbett Reynolds came along and helped put the city of Columbus on the map…

Fred Roberts / Music

Fred Roberts / Music

November 2014, in a bus winding its way to Salzwedel in what used to be the German Democratic Republic, a mix tape plays over the speakers, an uncanny compilation of anthems of the late ’70s/early ’80s generation…

Politics / Palombo

Politics / Palombo

One might suggest that the situations in Ferguson and New York City speak for themselves. After all, the actual incidents and the ensuing protests have been splattered across all our screens with every available expert offering his/her opinion on what transpired – what more could be said…