Buy the chapbook here.
Buy the chapbook here.
Disposable camera photos from May through August 2013, featuring pontoon boat party on Lake Monroe, High Dive tour, Columbus & Cleveland, OH visits, not in chronological order because I can’t remember / time folds into itself all the time, pt. 2
Disposable camera photos from May through August 2013, featuring pontoon boat party on Lake Monroe, High Dive tour, Columbus & Cleveland, OH visits, not in chronological order because I can’t remember / time folds into itself all the time, pt. 1
ALEX MUSSAWIR - DEADPAN // MHP-008
Our latest release—a collection of short stories by Alex Mussawir—is out today.
Six short stories in thirty-one pages.
Alex Mussawir lives in Columbus, OH, and tweets here.
Read “Joining the Conversation” from Deadpan.
Read a slightly different, longer version of “The Interview” from Deadpan.
Order Deadpan HERE
all dogs — ANNOYING
when you say it’s okay
i want to tell you everything
i want to
i want you
i want you
let it out let it out let it out
a very important place/time.
I see / feel us all. [Monster House garage roof / alien landing place]
* FORTHCOMING FROM MONSTER HOUSE PRESS *
Dearly beloved Columbusite Ryan Starinsky’s first chapbook of poems / prose poems, thinking of everything, is forthcoming from Monster House Press later this month!
* TWO POEMS FROM THE CHAPBOOK *
walked outside [of Bat Chapters while the last band was still playing] and her bike was locked to his bike [which was locked next to my bike that didn’t have any bike locked to it] so i left, biked home.
during that second, i could feel my head weighing heavier; the tide, strong and slow like a locomotive approaching another stop. my eyelids open and close, soft like doors, undocumented to all but myself, as if we were meant to remember each moment when we actually realize something we hadn’t known before.
what i see now are things at ease, things that rest and never bleed. these things keep me here staring, a small voice reminding me to do something, like change the clocks, sound of an older man yearning for his untroubled body back, his sharp mind; the way he remembers himself—even still defending wars and friends, telling me he believed in them.
we’re walking on a tangent in a field of flowers wearing the sun’s skin, where everything just looks beautiful. (sure, once a vision of the long haired mailman now crossing the yard, pretending to blend in.) what will just be when we know where we’re going, when we walk with purpose.
i remember when you stood in another room describing us as tumbleweeds. the last words i can remember feeling. you were blunt, you were true and i bought it. after that though, things felt different, the silence was enough to know who you’d been talking about.
having the time to focus on the darkness, hiding that reverence you let brush against your arm, never trying to hold it in your hands. like finding a cartoon birthday card of a kid holding his father’s axe, reminding me of when i was young and untouched, buried in a shoebox. we belong to our minds.
After a few years, I’m pleased to finally announce that the new American War album, “Symptoms”, is released and available for free download/donation here: http://www.ifyoumakeit.com/album/american-war/symptoms I hope you enjoy it. Any and all donations will be put towards pressing it on vinyl.
My good friend Matt released his new album, Symptoms, for free online today. Album art by yours truly. <333
I made a flyer for a benefit VVK is having next month. The benefit is for Sheena and all the donation money is gonna help her pay for starting HRT!
Honeymoon practices at my house and they are good and Sheena is my friend and she is good.
facebook event: http://on.fb.me/13sEhEz
Reading in Columbus next Thursday, March 14th.
NEW FROM MONSTER HOUSE PRESS!
THE HUGMONSTER LIVES UNDER MY BED! (MHP-005)
Who knows what creaks and crackles beneath the bed when night comes. Maybe it’s just a mouse, munching on some chip crumbs. Maybe the heater went on and it’s rustling an old candy wrapper. When a young boy is tucked in for bed, he never expects a big orange monster to be growling under there. It’s no ordinary monster though, it’s the Hugmonster! With claws on his paws, shark-sharp-teeth and a gnarly green tongue, who would talk to a Hugmonster? Could friendship be found between a monster and a boy? Do monsters really hug? Enjoy this rhyming tale that’s sure to excite young readers and teach an important lesson in diversity. This handmade book is fun for all ages. Brought to you with love and the independent spirit of Monster House Press, Winter 2013.
A full color, beautiful little children’s zine written and illustrated by Ryan J. Eilbeck.
Our 5th release and first children’s text—25 pages, 8.5” x 5.5”, screen printed covers by Shout Out Loud Prints, and a limited first pressing of 35.
Oh, yeah, there’s a soundtrack, too!
Click HERE to buy a copy from our website!
NEW MHP, BOOM!