The Passion of the Sambo Catamite
Jamacican’s ponderous black belly slapped hard against her pale white freckled FUPA. Sweating, he gazed into Jana’s blue eyes, seeing, straining,…
He Knew Them All: A Literary History
The old man who opened the door had about him a faint musty smell, like a book taken from a damp, subterranean library shelf. “So, are you the guy…
Lunar Lament
Artwork by Amy Bassin At night, the wind blows without great force, but the slight, constant breeze makes it necessary for her to wear the cloth…
The Other You
They were in the spaceship together. Flying to the new world. It was years away. But they were getting closer every day. In their second year, she…
The Stray
“It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream---making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream-sensation, that…
Three Pioneers: Adventures of a Theoretical Fraud, Part 1
Our region’s intellectual life in the spotlight! (This interview was carried out at an undisclosed location. It has been decided the informant’s name…
Fingernails
I have always been strangely fascinated with fingernails. From the very beginning, my first erotic memories were of my mother clipping my nails as a…
Integrity of Foxholes
The battle was still raging when all the atheists were ordered out of the foxholes and sent home. “With every fiber in my body, I shall fight to…
Plunge
In the early morning, he ambles down the side street out from behind his apartment and around the corner near the bodega where he buys his morning…
Eugene and Robinson
Eugene Rose, the future Seraphim, met Robinson Jeffers on the beach south of Carmel one clear and still day in 1960…no, that won’t work. Real figures…
