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His mind is full of noise and confused images from the day before. Marcelo drags his feet across the dirt. NATURAL POSSESSION OF THE COMMON TYPE by Maximiliano Guzmán www.bruisermag.com/Guzman_Natural
Writing’s a lot like selling a mirror online; no matter how you do it, there you are. Three Poems by @ewenglass.bsky.social www.bruisermag.com/Glass_ThreePoems2
“For Oklahoman filmmakers, this state is all they have, and they will wring every last drop of meaning and aesthetic choice from it.” Elijah Bigler reports from OKC at the DeadCenter Film Festival
Someone is knocking on the door. I want to reload the game. I want to unload the clip. GUN SURGERY by @kuragesyndrome.bsky.social www.bruisermag.com/Peyton_Gun
They knew they were watching a long match, that "something happened", but they didn't know. They were intrigued by the Mystery. An early-Covid era match performed for nobody, now watched together. This week Segunda Caida returns with Fujita vs. Shiozaki: www.bruisermag.com/segundacaida...
During the night, someone drew a big question mark in white chalk on the blacktop of the rail trail. I study it as if it were personally meant for me. Eight prose poems by Howie Good www.bruisermag.com/Good_ProsePoems12
"Pay up for a grand finale," he says. They obey. They always do. A QUARTET by Ricardo Sosa-Melo www.bruisermag.com/SosaMelo_Quartet
each house has an identical family inside me and three of my precocious children that I raised alone BURNING CITY by Ursula Carroll www.bruisermag.com/Carroll_City
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We hit a few more spots, not talking much which is fine with me. I’m thinking about the face. The last one I paint I sign DENTON. It just feels right. DENTON'S FACE by J. Hellend ↓ www.bruisermag.com/Hellend_Denton
“…the scenes are layered on top of each other in double exposure — the people band together in uncertainty, with community becoming essential in these perilous times.” Bobby Vanecko reports from the inaugural Tone Glow Film Festival
Our exogenic planet: julystruck golden burning, the sky palace destruction of the sub-heavens. GOD, FROM THE MACHINE by Betsy Studholme www.bruisermag.com/Studholme_God
Two men plying their trade, showing off their skill, presenting a vision of what pro wrestling can and should be that’s very different than most of what we’ve gotten this century and it was very welcome to see. This week from Segunda Caida: Legstrong vs. Youngboy www.bruisermag.com/segundacaida...
The hammer was a sixteen-ounce ball-peen with a rubberized grip, from the Home Depot. BONESMASHING by @marrymemachine.bsky.social www.bruisermag.com/Jansen_Bonesmashing
The first word I learned to write was my name. Now, I am writing in efforts to avoid myself. Two poems by Ava Loomar www.bruisermag.com/Loomar_TwoPoems
You look at it for a second, then a second longer. There’s no way. You smile. There’s no fucking way. AIMLESSLY WANDERING THE JEFFERSON POINTE SHOPPING MALL UNTIL YOU WITNESS THE IMPOSSIBLE APPEARANCE OF GOD’S INTERVENTION WITHIN THE CLEARANCE SECTION by Alec Ivan www.bruisermag.com/Ivan_Jefferson
I thought I came up with it all on my own, but trends are mysterious. You think you’re alone, you think no one has ever thought of this before, and certainly no one is doing it. But it turned out, everyone was. LAKE MAN by JP Vallières www.bruisermag.com/Vallieres_Lake
My knees creak but I don’t care. I don’t want to be lean or fat, I want to be thick and scary. A wall of pure fucking meat that hits back and chases you. Kneel before GUIABERN by Travis Shosa www.bruisermag.com/Shosa_Guiabern
Swine-tailed monks pinch his raisin skin. Submerge him in ointment, holy water, & blood of a sacrificed horde of jackalopes. NIGHTMARE AFTER WATCHING TOO MUCH "IS IT CAKE?" by Lavanya Arora www.bruisermag.com/Arora_Cake
I’m looking back trying to figure out where it all went wrong, and I keep landing on the hotdog truck. HOTDOGS by Dylan Reber www.bruisermag.com/Reber_Hotdogs
He thought about his thoughts, or what he could think about them, the development of his brain, his poor brain and now he was looking at it from above like a beloved dog asleep by the woodstove, obedient and completely reliant. POWDER by Jefferson Navicky www.bruisermag.com/Navicky_Powder
Child’s open mouth frozen against a black sky of stars A COMPLICATED DREAM TOLD AS IF INCLUDED IN AKIRA KUROSAWA’S FINAL FILM, DREAMS by Nora Rawn www.bruisermag.com/Rawn_Dream
A melting pot of minerals, alkaline enzymes, a bloody saliva salty after eating eggs florentine. The Callery Pear tree smells like cum. DYING FOR LIGHT by Cora Beckett www.bruisermag.com/Beckett_Dying
“After I made that film, quite a few people said to me, ‘You made me look up at the windows.’” @alexlei.bsky.social talks with @lynnesachs.bsky.social about her investigative approach to filmmaking and latest film, EVERY CONTACT LEAVES A TRACE
Three bears busted down the cabin door and challenged me on the spot. Big guys. Claws and teeth. It wasn’t easy but I beat all three of them. Three prose poems by @jeffreyhermann.bsky.social www.bruisermag.com/Hermann_Poems2
Keita Yano does not strike me as someone who desperately wanted to be Hulk Hogan. Instead, he cuts a solitary figure, working in a room with no public audience and no ring. This week from Segunda Caida, KEITA IN THE HOUSE vs. 326 - 11.30.2014: www.bruisermag.com/segundacaida...
Brenda’s son is a staircase. He was not born this way. BRENDA’S SON by @sarpsozdinler.bsky.social www.bruisermag.com/Sozdinler_Brenda
You can handle this. You have been trained to handle this. This class period will be a true simulation. We will act like this is the real thing. MATH IS BEAUTIFUL by Ethan Krajewski ↓ www.bruisermag.com/Krajewski_Math
I saw commodification of people as the next logical progression in the late-capitalist hellscape portrayed in Infinite Jest, with time itself pawned off to the highest corporate bidder. An interview with MEAT PUPPETS author Hannah Smart by Christian McDonough: www.bruisermag.com/mcdonough_sm...