Beijing Lights #13: My Days Have Become an Endless Loop
My life has all been centered on my children. Time’s flashed by before I’ve had a chance to reflect.
My life has all been centered on my children. Time’s flashed by before I’ve had a chance to reflect.
“I feel like it’s been such a long life for me already, and I barely remember anything from my childhood.”
“My life story could fill a whole book, but who would read it?”
The work of Brady Riddle, October’s featured poet, probes the complex relationships between “Fathers and Sons” with tender clarity.
Relationships, death, and the memory of youth make up these four poems by our August feature, Nicole Zdeb.
Nothing like the strange and wondrous to bond a father and son. A sensitive tale from July’s feature, Edward DeMarsh.
Spittoon Monthly presents a strange and relentless tale by the hand of Nathan Bennett. Best appreciated around a fire and read aloud by the author himself—this month we’ve included a special audio recording.
“I’m regularly overwhelmed with a feeling of self-pity. I’m nobody but an ordinary man, but I want an unordinary life.”