EXPLORING THE INTERESTS AND CURIOSITIES THAT SHAPE US

A literary magazine that speaks unapologetically about culture at large. We provide space for perspectives that have been shouted down, fostering candid and audacious writing that defies the noise of our everyday lives.

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HEREŚ HOW I WAS BROUGHT UP IN AN EGG CARTON. AND HEREŚ HOW I BROKE OUT

    I live in the Capital of the Confederacy in an area thatś divided into groups. There are gated habitations for the rich, middle-class and poor. There are also “faith-based groups” for Baptist, Mormon, Jehovah Witness and so forth. Most of these groups are segregated into Black, White or hybrid-color. Each group is sealed from the other; there’s no interflow of communication.  To survive in this Twilight Zone, you have to belong to a Group. And you can only belong if you conform.

That’s been the curse of my life.

    I grew up in the 1970s to Hassidic Jews who fled the Holocaust to England and who determined that the whole world sought to kill them. In turn, they formed their own schools, adopted the garb of Ukranian peasants, spoke Yiddish and huddled in ghettos with their own stores and services. By age 16, I had not gone on a bus alone. I was disallowed libraries, secular music, movies, radio, theatres, newspapers, magazines and the like. My purpose, I was taught, was to endlessly procreate to make up for Hitler’s misadventures. My brain, one principal told me, was the devilś temptation. I prayed to be ̈normäl”.

My life in the Attic…read more

IF YOU LOVE ME, You’ll Eat This

In my family, food is how we say, “I love you.” The meal we cook is a valentine. Eating every bit of what’s served is a return kiss. And this lover’s dance passed down to me. If I care about you, I cook for you.     I learned this from my grandmother, “Nanny,”...

A Man of Class

Arthur threw down The Wall Street Journal onto the tablecloth. After pushing his soft-boiled egg and toast to the center of the table, he tore off the bottom right corner of the paper containing the story that prompted his revulsion. Then he grabbed his cell phone...

“Unlovable” Thing

I could only watch in horror as he grabbed anything to stop her from moving.  I wonder if someone else saw me struggling like I was seeing her but wasn’t sure whether to stop it.  This thought alone made me hesitate next to the glass, stomach in a knot.  Was he...

Bubbles

She was walking barefoot, back and forth in the way too long corridor of her house and thinking: Sabuncakis must be closed by now, coffee shops must be packed with people, sea buses must be slicing through the dark blue waters and taking revenge of their usedness,...

The Scent of Sun

Photo: The Longest Night: The hangers are often the last working during those endless hours of harvest, stuck inside air conditioned boxes while hurricane fans shoot kief in the eyes and the sun threatens to slip over the morning hills, crushing the possibility of...

Trigger Happy

In photos of myself from that day, I stand with my right foot in front of my left, my weight leaning into the gun, just like Chris taught me. One eye squinted, the other wide open, focused. When I look at the photos, I feel even more in control than I felt in the...

Bonfire and the Match: Burning the Joint for Creative Potential

It was not quite midnight. The bleached out ball of the Alaskan sun was drooling over the Chugach while the summer waters of the North Pacific were licking the pebbles on our salty strip of beach. We had a ripping bonfire sending a twist of blaze into the washed out...

Pet-sitting on the Road: Do I Need a Vet or a Shrink?

The dog’s name was Bentley. I should have known there would be trouble, because my name is Bentley too. And though I don’t poop on the carpet, I have some anxiety issues as well. But I’m getting ahead of myself, so let’s anchor: for years, my girlfriend Alice and...

Behind the leather curtain: BDSM in a sex-positive era

Inhibitions are life’s greatest obstacle to exploration. Push them aside, lift the veil, and you will undoubtedly find yourself.     Curiosity carries with it a feeling of renewal. Yet the skid to the unknown can be nerve-wracking. The transition between what is...

CBD and Massage: What’s Not to Love?

 Vital Body Therapeutics , Santa Cruz Massage therapy was already relaxing and healing the body before CBD became legal. Adding CBD-infused massage creams into the mix now seem to be taking massage therapy to the next level.     Put the effectiveness of a...

Dinner Is Served: The 311 on Hiring a Personal Chef

It’s a relatively new phenomenon in America, but a trend that is growing and thriving:  the personal chef business. Previously a luxury reserved only for the wealthy, it’s now a perk available to people at all economic levels. In fact, in some major cities like...

Smoke, Drink and Be Naked on the Coast of Oaxaca

Photo Credit: Kristy Ambrose I tell the friendly camionetta1 driver that I don't need directions, and he's surprised. I smile and mime smoking a joint. Now he understands, and gives a hearty wave as he pulls back onto the highway. The folks who know Zipolite know it...

Facts and Myths About Cannabis and Sex

There is no doubt that having regular sex is a very important aspect of every healthy romantic relationship. Presently, there is no research that shows which gender enjoys sex the most. Unfulfilled sexual expectations can negatively affect the relationship between...

Get smart! Using Emotional Intelligence in a Technological World

“For every gain there is a sacrifice.” There’s no doubt about it. Living in the digital age has allowed us many advantages and conveniences not afforded to previous generations.     With a click of a computer mouse, we can pay our bills, “shop until we drop,”...

Is She A Provocateur?

Men have certainly been under attack in recent years for many sexual and social things they might have done as well as many things they have only been accused of doing, and even for many things I’m sure some of them wished they had done but didn’t or couldn’t.  ...

Who wants a Marijuana Penis?

I have always thought that I will reach the end of my days without trying a penis, and until now I have fulfilled it. But I will not forget the day I ate some chocolates stuffed with marijuana; yes, shaped like a penis. Again, I tried one of the biggest rock concerts...
Micro-Dosing at Work is Micro-Productive

Micro-Dosing at Work is Micro-Productive

The best stories are believable; heartfelt and convincing. True or not, a great story makes an emotional connection, and guides the reader on a journey. Some have lasting effects, such as prompting a change in behavior. As marijuana legalization sweeps the nation, so...

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