Fiction: Milking in the Evening by Daniel Elkin
Because loneliness had walked over him like like a toddler taking his first steps and solitude was a thud, hollow in his ears, Stephen spent days with the movements of goats, painstakingly imitating,...
View ArticleFiction: Cleaning the Basement by Daniel Elkin
Willard sat in the oak breakfast nook trying to sink the remaining Oateeos floating mockingly in his bowl. “Damn dinghies got a hole in ‘em,” he thought as the clacking of his spoon got louder....
View ArticlePoem for David Lynch’s Hair Dashed Off While Binge Watching the First Season...
Poem for David Lynch’s Hair Dashed Off While Binge Watching the First Season of Twin Peaks by Daniel Elkin Harry, I have no idea where this will lead us, but I have a definite feeling it will be a...
View ArticleFiction: Whatever It Takes
There’s an ignored old sailing man in his great-granddaughter’s house who’s now too tattered to conquer the seas, too frail to even master the stairs, shut in this brand new brick Colonial-style house...
View ArticleFive (More) Impressions About Comics in 2014
End-of-year lists offer readers one of two things: consensus (that thing you like? You were right! Everybody agrees with everybody! Good for YOU!) or a cursor to mark a time and a place. The goal that...
View ArticleBetween the Panels there is Light and there is Music: A Review of INK BRICK...
INK BRICK is an anthology of comics poetry; if you’re curious about poetry inspired by/written about comics, consider checking out our latest Split 7-Inch feature examining Missing You, Metropolis and...
View ArticleLoser City on the Web: Elkin on Sex Coven, Muncy gets 404sight, Hennum on,...
We felt so bad about skipping out on our round-ups of where everyone is writing that we decided to double up this week. So without further ado… Daniel Elkin went down south. As in New Zealand. Or at...
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