Month: April 2026

Criticism, Essay

Christian Kracht’s Eurotrash: Another Bret Easton Ellis-Style “Romp” That Examines the Guilt of Privilege—and How That Guilt Ultimately Serves Nothing But the Status Quo

If Christian Kracht’s debut novel, Faserland, was considered a “rip-off” of Bret Easton Ellis’ general style, Eurotrash would also like to submit itself for consideration. After all, its autofiction genre is very much in keeping with what Easton Ellis did for 2005’s Lunar Park (back when “metafiction” was the chicer word to use). And while most people associate BEE with Less Than Zero (which also, … Continue reading Christian Kracht’s Eurotrash: Another Bret Easton Ellis-Style “Romp” That Examines the Guilt of Privilege—and How That Guilt Ultimately Serves Nothing But the Status Quo

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Poetry

It’s Raining by Ron Riekki

Thank God it’s raining.The smokers go outsideand smoke.I wish they’d smoke in their homes.I wish they’d kill their family’s lungsinstead of mine.They smoke in front of my window.I can’t afford air conditioning.I wake up in the night,actually wake upfrom the smoke.Wake up coughing.But tonight it’s raining.They don’t smoke when it rains.Or they do,but not in front of my window.I pray for thunderevery day of my … Continue reading It’s Raining by Ron Riekki

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Prose Poetry

Must’ve Been a Hallucination by Peter Crowley

After mowing the lawn, the garage needed a paint job.  It was while painting that I discovered a mole on my forearm had turned to a shade of deep brown. I snapped a picture of it and sent it to GPT, which said I needed a topical OTC to treat skin inflammation. The second I applied it, the mole expanded, blossoming like a dahlia.  I … Continue reading Must’ve Been a Hallucination by Peter Crowley

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Prose Poetry

Decision by Peter Crowley

When winds surge from the west and the guts are unearthed, there is a warping of tides. The moon is decapitated and the torso’s pull emerges from the prefrontal cortex. One has achieved this pull through struggle, yet, by god, it exists. A decision has been made and coronated on a papist balcony overlooking the rabble. Decision stretches out its hand, shielding its eyes from … Continue reading Decision by Peter Crowley

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Poetry

A Split from Reality by Dale Champlin

A few weeks later, in the wee hours,     you picture the woman of your life flung on her new lover’s DreamCloud    scratching his back like a cheetah.  She was your high priestess,              your Holy Mother. But that ended  when she stormed out—after you forgot      to mention how brilliant her poem was,  when you found comfort     spending time on the sofa,  and left muddy boot prints    on the white hallway runner.  … Continue reading A Split from Reality by Dale Champlin

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