It’s at this point things begin to swell both at the party and in town with some ultra-intense Gregorian chanting and a few dead Sunnydale residents as Giles makes his way to the Summers’ house to warn everyone. When Willow finds Buffy packing, she attacks her for abandoning her. Joyce is right behind, drunk on Schnapps and twists the knife in deeper.
Under a stairwell, I could feel my fear
like skin caught in a zipper. The last touch
of red on the artist’s brush. I heard many cries,
like scrawny cats in the alley of my heart.
My sternum whistles,
My heart booms and says
I’m still here,
Open and ready for you
“What do we have to lose?”
I couldn’t argue with that. But I wasn’t sure how I ended up being the one who had to call. Something about how I looked more like Rob. I didn't think that should have mattered since we were calling it in, and no one would have mistaken me for Rob. But I found myself on the phone anyway.
The air gets wrenched out of my
voice box
Still -
I amplify it, sharpen each blade
I wield every unfinished scream like
throwing stars
to which article do I append
the eulogy delivered at the funeral of a woman who lived
allergy-eyed on a riding lawnmower,
full speed
FILM / The White Face of Michael Myers / Jason McCall
Jason McCall examines racial violence and Whiteness in America through the lens of Michael Myers.
COMICS / Mr. Butterchips / Alex Schumacher / July 2020
The cantankerous Capuchin return!
A cover reveal for the upcoming Mr. Butterchips collection!
Kyle searched the box on the coffee table while I looked in Rob’s room. The sun shone through Rob’s window like it was mad at me for being inside. I searched through his closet and bedside table. There were a few scraps in the drawer but mostly empty baggies along with a few old colones. I found his medical card under a block of surf wax and pocketed it before I navigated around a heap of dirty clothes and a wetsuit on my way to see how Kyle was getting along.
The younger woman and the older woman were in the elevator, going up. Younger had Older figured out. She'd pieced it together over the course of several months.
TELEVISION / Exploring 'The Expanse' Within Ourselves: A Review / Jennifer Lemming
Jennifer Lemming explores Amazon’s series, The Expanse, in this in-depth review of the first four seasons.
FILM / Captain Canada's Movie Rodeo / June 2020 / Gabriel Ricard
Gabriel Ricard celebrates a birthday month and makes some home viewing suggestions in this month’s Captain Canada’s Movie Rodeo.
Black lives fucking MATTER. It should be obvious, if you've read us, to know that we believe this and support everyone still doing the hard work three weeks later in protesting for the rights and safety of the Black community.
these teachers are also the ones that say
if we don’t learn from our history,
we are doomed to repeat it. doomed for one community
to merely exist as footholds
because of the color of their skin again?
Before he went south, she said Get down
on your knees and beg for forgiveness.He did not. He had nothing to beg for.
He did nothing wrong, said nothing wrong,
but they believed this white bitch when she said he whistled.
As the country was swept into a national fervor and roughly ⅔ of the country supported a full invasion of Iraq the generation infamous for not doing anything was now literally going to war and the mainstream media was ready to turn it into a reality tv show.
But by then, my hand, moved by such
sudden peace, might panic and smother
your otherwise cool breast, keep
its eager, swollen eye from seeing
this world.
For me, my history turning from reality to a sort-of-fiction started nine years ago when another one of my friends died. There were moments when I'd hear a joke and know he'd love it, but then remembered he was dead. I'd have a joke lingering inside of me with no one else to share it with.
We are shown their lives at breakneck speed. Quentin marries and has a son with the woman who sold fruit. Eliot lives with them and the four make a life in a small cottage next to the mosaic. Tragedy strikes and Quentin’s wife dies but Eliot is there to help pick up the pieces and raise their son. Quentin and Eliot, now past middle age, send their adult son to make his own life while they stay together, working on the mosaic.