by Joe Meno | Dec 20, 2016
Age of eighteen, my parents split on Christmas Eve. They had been separated for a year, got back together, struggled on. Dad pulled me aside and we sat down on my bed. He put a hand on my shoulder and said I hope you won’t hold it against me. I nodded and then shook...
by Sarah Crowder | Sep 19, 2016
It all becomes so much clearer with a bit of distance. I was too close to see the truth before. I admired you from afar since I was 11 years old. Your glow, your mysterious beauty, your pull. How my heart gravitated towards you. I dreamed of conquering you and calling...
by Sarah Crowder | Feb 10, 2016
This is a short story I wrote for our recent zine, ‘My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys; Townes Van Zandt Edition’ that we released in conjunction with our monthly tribute night. I was inspired by songs from Townes’ albums ‘Flyin shoes’...
