Monthly Archives: February 2011

Andreas Economakis

“Exodus” by Andreas Economakis 3:30 p.m. Los Angeles, California. Five months after 9/11. I’m sitting in the passenger seat of Clive’s dented, dirt-brown Cherokee, staring out the window. The West Hollywood scenery streams past me in colorful, repetitive bursts. White … Continue reading

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Socialism or Barbarism in Egypt and Beyond: An Open Question

also republished as “Revolution in Egypt?  What Revolution?” on Pambazuka on 16 February, 2011 and on Pambazuka summarized my argument as follows: Whether Egypt’s association with US-backed capitalism has been disrupted is a question that factory workers might yet … Continue reading

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FALL INTO PLACE by Sarah Law You love the way my hair falls over your bones, your prone body, how I choose to cover you with words so close to your own. From here I can’t imagine why we ever … Continue reading

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Flash Fiction Series: David Bowen

One More Banana by David Bowen   Cheetah’s sister, Marie, chose a banana from the kitchen table, where Tarzan had thrown the day’s take. He fell into his easy chair with a growl and a wave of his hand. Marie … Continue reading

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Unworkable I should be more excited about the prospect of gainful employment, I realize this. After benefiting from Obama’s  unemployment extension I should be refreshed and ready to rejoin the workforce. Frankly I feel like I never left it: the … Continue reading

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Flash Fiction Series: Paul Crenshaw

Tall by Paul Crenshaw   I am four feet two inches tall. My bed sits sixteen inches off the ground. My dog is two feet tall, although I dont know if you say dogs are tall like you say humans … Continue reading

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NO PLACE. LIKE HOME? by A.J. Huffman I met her in a bus station. She was tired. And hiding. I tried to make small talk. And succeeded. Until I asked where she was going. “Home,” she whispered.

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Book Review of Liam MacSheoinin’s GEORGE W. BUSH BUYS COKE IN MID-ETERNITY

An Agenbite of Inwit & Other Wits as Well by Duff Brenna “Hedonic Engineer” Brian Jordan has wandered off the straight path and is nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita (midway along the journey of life), when he falls … Continue reading

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Queen Eileen and the Twisted Knickers of Feminism

As soon as I read Susan Faludi’s essay American Electra: Feminism’s Ritual Matricide (Harpers Oct 2010) I felt a little uncomfortable bunching in my undergarments. Faludi tells a lamentable tale concerning the history of the feminist movement where every succeeding … Continue reading

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