That Car Passing

“Did it seem like that the car that just passed did so with a sort of purposeless intent just to get in front of you, as though it were driven by someone being pulled into the context of your perception?” “Sure, I saw a ham sandwich and a cup of coffee being held as I…

American Success Story ch. 4

Chapter 4 Alone and Bleeding Pete Chandala American Success Story or Scene two Act two by RJHoffman In chapter three, Child In the Field, Pete told us a little about himself as a boy growing up on his father’s pig farm. He is an introverted child who spends much time to himself, wandering through the…

Dietrich’s Adventures in Dentistry

Dietrich’s Adventures in Dentistry by RJHoffman I got an email reminder today from a dentist I saw six years ago when I had no money, no insurance, and a raging tooth that needed to be extracted. I ended paying the sunnuva bitch ninety bucks for an unnecessary exam because the dentist couldn’t accept that, yes,…

The Song of Justice Dennert

The Song of Justice Dennert by RJHoffman Her: What keeps you scraping along? Me: What keeps you being so happy? To myself: I can see by your smile I’ve had enough of you. You take my money and tell me you know hat it’s like to be alone, you’ve been where I’ve been. I just…

Chandala

Chandala by RJHoffman The stories and poems I have been publishing lately are part of a project titled “Chandala.” These stories of varying word length, and poems from the mouths of mendicants, are meant to present the symbology of the underclasses of humanity and their perspectives and influences. Existentialism lends itself to the narratives to…

Mickey Mouse at the Courthouse

A Passerby at the Courthouse by RJHoffman The distraught boy sits on his mother’s lap wailing. His little frame shaking, his shoulders and head stooped forward in resignation. His voice quivers on the air like a plaintive bird. “I don’t wanna go. Oh ho ho ho. I don’t want to go.” His mother tries to…

The End Means the End

Head turned to what I hear got a heart full of iron hard as diamonds hiding in the leaves of some great intrusion some great suffering. Life fire I have drowned out life fire I have lain down strike fire with days gone blow fire, your pyre I have pissed on your desire I have…

Sister’s Little Helper

  Johnny Cash stepped to the front of the stage and looked out into the smoke and haze, wiped a tear from his eye and said, “this first song goes out to a man in the back. Folks don’t know his name, but they told me last night that his Mother died. They say he’s…

Scratch Lyrics from Elvis Angel, the Wandering Minstrel

Scratch lyrics from Roaming Snyder (by Elvis Angel) open road, my cart, steeds in front of me. i lift my hand but no one sees, the dark is filled with smoke and hollowed trees hologram breathes fire, looks like god but we know he’s mean, like no one we’ve ever seen. light my pyre, with…

The Children of the Plains

Mind in the energy jumping from molecule to molecule, spiraling around the stalks of bones and reaching toward the sky. There is an operating apparatus in my skull, and I awaken in a factory after i have been harvested and given physical therapy to develop my anatomical structure so that it will be ready for…