Archive for June, 2007
Wednesday, June 27th, 2007
Yard Sell
9:00 and it’s already hot — surrounding our trinket-strewn lawnscape with a twinkling, sulfuric haze. The Calusa once cultivated this land. This time of day, they’d already be in full swing: carrying fresh water, building huts, and hauling fish. But, here we are still scrambling to promote and stage scattered buffets of consumer bloat.
I’m wincing, [...]
3 Comments » - Tags: gonzo, koop by Andrew Koop
Wednesday, June 27th, 2007
Resignation
I hate you.
Why must you love who you do,
Tormenting me cruelly by loving
Someone forever out of my reach?
You take what I love
And fling it mercilessly away,
Your musical, eternal venom ensuring it will never return.
Yet you are the only one I can always turn to in my despair.
Because you try to drown me,
I desperately need you [...]
No Comments » - Tags: Brijida, poetry by Brijida Prano
Wednesday, June 20th, 2007
Absolut Dicktater
LOCK AND KEY, SAFE WITHIN THE VATICAN CITY ENCLAVE, shrouded beneath the Holy Library, Pope Benedict sat at the head of a seamless 50 yard solid oak table. He stood gesturing hands asway and his deep set eyes cast a dark shadow over the sea of white Cardinal robes. His voice echoed slightly through the [...]
No Comments » - Tags: fried, koop by Andrew Koop
Friday, June 15th, 2007
Peace on Earth Tonight
An original song from the new surplus population Holiday Music album, tinsel. It’s pro-troops, anti-war. Make up your own mind! It’s the best Christmas present you can give yourself.
Eddie joined the Guard when he got out of school
He worked at True Value, he’s nobody’s fool
Now it’s three hitches later, [...]
No Comments » - by sheckyMerman
Wednesday, June 13th, 2007
And Then There Were Loaves
On another buttermilk batter day in another country fried town, the wheels of change were churning. The Bayou was burning hot, but the hard hats wiped their sun scorched brows and hiked up their Dungarees. Like biscuits from heaven, money had poured into the small Louisianna town and chicken chain restaurants emerged on every other [...]
2 Comments » - Tags: fried, koop by Andrew Koop
Monday, June 11th, 2007
Between a Nail & a Hammer
“Well, you’re awful brave,” said the man next to me sluggishly, perhaps even drunkenly, as I pondered what in the world my problem was. My hands did not shake. My respiration was regular. The only evidence that I was not cool as a cucumber were my eyes, owlishly large and flitting back [...]
1 Comment » - Tags: abby, gonzo by Abby Koop
Tuesday, June 5th, 2007
We Sell Fish
Dollie swung the chicken basket out of the frier as unnoticed grease leapt up onto her bulging forearm. Her gloved finger waved in Josh’s face. His eyes looked on as more grease gurgled and popped to the beat of the neglected chicken timer. Her choice words lost meaning in the kitchen heat; he tilted [...]
2 Comments » - Tags: fried, koop by Andrew Koop
Saturday, June 2nd, 2007
Grazi
by Andrew Koop
We filed into the fat, flying freightfurter carrying our comforts — pensive and bubbly. I snuggled into my seat with my hands pressed tightly atop my opinion-filled drab messenger bag. Squinting out the window, I watched the hand signals and luggage carts — anything to calm the anxiety.
I didn’t have to fidget long. [...]
