As Long As She’s Here : An Interview With Mike Meraz

By Jason Michel

Well now,  … in the tradition of being a right contrary bastard, the epic tiresmagazine that swears not to feature poetry is going to, not only feature two of them there “poems” but also, interview one of them there “poets“.

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384 Miles To Omaha By Matt Lang

He parked his truck in front of the Kum & Go in the shadow of the I-80 overpass. There was a station wagon in the lot. He waited. He stared through the signs on the window. Fresh Pizza? It’s Time! Two kids made the door chime as they walked out with oversized sodas. They got in the station wagon and the station wagon drove away.

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Fall By Jason Duke

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The Archangel Michael And The Solitude Of Joseph By Katy O’Dowd

“Oh Jesus. God Almighty. Holy bloody Mary.”

“When did you come over so religious, Joseph?”

“Piss off, Mikey.”

“Calvin Kleins in a knot or what, boy?”

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Deep into Movie and Art Magic: A Portrait of the Artist Beth Moore-Love

By Matt Dukes Jordan

Larry Wessel’s feature-length documentary called LOVE takes viewers into a fascinating and strange realm of the unreal (the hyper-real?) — realm of Beth Moore-Love’s art. Both Moore-Love and Wessel know that there’s something spooky and nasty about American history and culture and they have reflected that in their respective mediums.

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Seraphim Blues By Jason Michel

“Angelina”

Spoken in a whisper.

Whistling through the sorrow stained alleyways of my memories on the wings of drunken white doves.

That name.

That girl.

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The Wedding Of His Daughter By T. Fox Dunham

I kicked the guy in the balls. The shit that served for made guys these day in Jersery was fucking pitiful. I didn’t kill the dick : just let him slide down the highway. I saw him coming a mile away; knew they’d be after me soon as I left the Florida state lines for my daughter’s wedding.

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Hot Dogs And Heroin By Chris Stucchio

*CURTAIN RISE*

Erin had tried heroin for the first time a month ago. She had liked doing drugs since high school. She thought the word “heroin” sounded a lot like her first name, so she figured that was a good enough reason to do it. She soon discovered that heroin made her extremely happy, and she enjoyed being an addict. At that moment, though, she was pissed. Her downtown hot dog stand cart was out of Continue reading Hot Dogs And Heroin By Chris Stucchio