A Guide to Quitting

by Jesse Cameron Alick, East Coast Editor Quit. Give up. Relinquish. Refrain. Renounce. Fast. Two months ago, after a particularly intense sci-fi themed costume party which my roommate and I hosted (have you ever sat in a melange filled Guild Navigator Tank for 5 minutes? It’s quite an experience!), I decided it was time to quit. Quit what? What have you got?! First I quit drinking, then shortly after I quit tobacco. Hard upon the heels of those two, fell red meat,... Read More

El encuentro

poesia por Sarah Kulla La Bruja La vimos sentada al lado del camino pidiendo limosna sus nalgas torcidas sobre la tierra :: David Manzanares :: Gracias Por fin me dijiste lo quería oír: que a la mejor esa noche iba sentirme lejos de mis seres queridos que iba a chillar, llorar, vomitar e irme muy lejos de este lugar, donde estaba sentada sintiendo el calorcito de la fogata en ese momento yo sabía que iba a poder aceptar lo que me venía que al amanecer nosotros despertaríamos... Read More

Time Travel Series: #3 of 3

by Caroline McCarty The third installment of a series of then and now photos, the “then” photographs, were taken between 1935-1944 by employees of the U.S. governement for the Farm Security Administration to document rural poverty in order to better educate the public and find methods of improvement. The “now” photographs were taken by Caroline McCarty in an effort to document change and development in those same areas. Saddle Shop, Miles City, Montana, June, 1939 by Arthur... Read More

Instructions

poem by Blaine Madrue with photo by Bernie Fanelli :: jump start my heart with a faulty flash let the light leaks seep to expose who i really am never before has it been this obscure and never again will i know you, friend ::  Read More

Island Bar Ice Gyre

photo by Russ Henderson with thanks to Steve Armstrong & friends Russ Henderson took this picture up the main Salmon River between Riggins and French Creek on February 8, 2010. Russ is working on a road project up there.  The circle is turning clockwise from the current flowing downstream from the right.  By the next day, it had worn the ice hook off to the left and had gone down stream and broken up.  It must have been at least one hundred feet in diameter.  Read More

Pointing at the Moon

Story by Oriana Turley, Photos by Caroline McCarty Marquis brings a creature to life on a canvas. by Caroline McCarty Twenty eight year old Jonathan Marquis stands amid brightly colored paintings, scraps of comic book characters and cups of paint. He is finishing up what will be an eight piece show that will take place March 5th, and again on April 2nd, at the Ceretana Gallery on the Northside of Missoula, Montana. Pointing at the Moon, the name of the exhibition,... Read More