Meditations on Life, Love, Revolution, and Evolution from the foolpump Research Institute
It's called Slouching Toward Lat 30 by Joe Frank McClain and is available in paperback and kindle format. Foolpump Publishing is now accepting submissions. Email your manuscript to joefrankmclain@aol.com.
The engine roars then fires a cannon blast. It shakes and shudders like a wagon on a washboard road, rattling brains, teeth, and all notions of order and propriety before melting into abject silence.
The first bomb killed her sister, She had to be careful now, as she clicked the wires into place...
Minneapolis 2026 or Belfast 1972?
Belfast Horizontal rain No soft drops in this place
The poet sat at his desk and started to write. But first, he shot the cat.
This is a Belfast lass who performs under the name BEATRICE.
I've been watching Channel 4's Trespasses, the series based on the Louise Kennedy novel by the same name.
"Ock! The experience is just the seed," he says, "The story. Well, echhh, the story, 'icc, that's, ccup, the tree."
My rather cranky reaction to an NYT Op-Ed........ Nice to read another diatribe from a high priest of Mammon.
The dawn breaks in a neat geo-strata of gold, yellow, and violet haze, swept across the horizon in sustained steady strokes...
Mas Tortas Para los Trabajadores 