The Ethical Problem of Existence
by Richard Jackson What I thought was an ethical problem of existence was only just a broken heart.
Dear Jack
by Christopher Russell Hi Jack, is what I want to say. But at this moment there’s this little voice loving its perch, screwed into a reflection
The Teenaged Poem—in memory of Jack Myers
by Suzanne Rhodenbaugh The soul of Nietzsche, the scruples of Alfred E. Neuman. After stanza one it yawns, picks its nose and farts. It takes a