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HSTQ #12
HSTQ: Winter 2019
horror, adj. inspiring or creating loathing, aversion, etc.
sleaze, adj. contemptibly low, mean, or disreputable
trash, n. literary or artistic material of poor or inferior quality
Welcome to HST Quarterly, the curated collection from Horror, Sleaze and Trash.
sleaze, adj. contemptibly low, mean, or disreputable
trash, n. literary or artistic material of poor or inferior quality
Welcome to HST Quarterly, the curated collection from Horror, Sleaze and Trash.
- GenresPoetry
32 pages
Published January 1, 2018
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Arthur Graham
81 books692 followersArthur Graham writes and edits for a living. Cofounder and former head editor of Rooster Republic Press. Current Editor in Chief of Horror Sleaze Trash.
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December 10, 2019
This is my second reading of this issue, and it's still hard to pick favorites amongst all the good stuff. Benjamin Blake's poem is the first, with a deep breath of winter chill and familiarity. Brice Mairro rides the ethereal bull of writing, while India Laplace breaks my heart into 10,000 pieces. Again. Ben John Smith, poet at 11, rules, and John D. Robinson puts a big smile on my face. Jessie Bushman expresses my own thoughts about math, and Leah Mueller touches me with irony. Johnny Scarlotti is … Johnny Scarlotti. Long may he rain. Dave Newman puts an authorial touch on the strip club experience, and David Boski reminds me that I'm a dinosaur. Kudos to all - this issue wraps up the year with canny panache.
November 10, 2019
solid issue. a bag of mixed nuts, as usual but with the common theme of bare bones on a platter. it's always a nice break from our sometimes toxic, fake reality. HSTQ says 'fuck it man, let's just get real.' Favorites are 'Relationship Calculus' by Jessie Bushman, 'They'll Say it was Postpartum Depression' by India LaPlace - what a gem, 'Under Taker Her' by Stephanie M. Wytovich, the Johnny Scarlotti double feature ;) and 'Thoughts and Prayers' by Leah Mueller.
October 29, 2019
The first massive poem in this issue is They'll Say it Was Postpartum Depression by India Laplace, Incredibly moving, will bring any hyper reader down to earth.
This one has quite a few names I've heard of Benjamin Blake, Ian Copestick, Rodney Gardner, Casey Renee Kiser, Angelica Arsan....the list goes on. Each of these poets produce some brilliant work and that's why I reckon this has to be one of the best that HSTQ has released.
Great start to 2019!
This one has quite a few names I've heard of Benjamin Blake, Ian Copestick, Rodney Gardner, Casey Renee Kiser, Angelica Arsan....the list goes on. Each of these poets produce some brilliant work and that's why I reckon this has to be one of the best that HSTQ has released.
Great start to 2019!
December 17, 2019
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November 25, 2023
Cool how the editor's note mentions the bounce back from a busted site and robust social media campaign. Wish I knew this mag then. Comfortingly haunting start if there is such a thing w/ Bejamin Blake: the sun over San Fran-ish bridges, smoking and sexy girls, ill intent and even graves. Brice Mairro compares hitchhiking and hit and runs to poetic influence. The line about wearing cologne to mask the stink of booze makes me smirk.
Quite the turn in "They'll Say it was Postpartum" about a teen mom crying into the lap of her baby about following the father into a foreign country, to be all alone except for them. Cool concept in "Buried Treasure" about searching for a dealer's money in a dark alley like a fisherman's tale. "Family Life" started dark but ended on a laugh, where the kinky future meets 50s stereotypes. Same with the next poem, "Three Rs" I suppose it's rest, relax, relapse/reunite with all the hometown divorcees jumping each other's bones. Levi C. Dunn's plasma donating addict/lowlife poem makes them one to watch out for, it has all my favorite themes.
Reunion by Casey Renee Kiser provides another grinner, a sleeker "Who dis?" The slug poem has potential but is out before it's in, though it's got piss and creepy crawlies--maybe it could be an interlude before a rock song. I'm not sure I get the angel poem next. Their next micro reminds me of that ghost trope "But that hasn't existed for ten years" with spooky OoOoOhing following. "Say you will remember" taught me what a wog is lol, apparently very different continent to continent. Irvin Lee really wrote "let love motorboat your balls," hahaha, what fun. "Hell yeah." The next poem is "Exploding Trousers" is about a sucky couple who won't support their friend's wedding because of that euphemism.
Cabin Fever is a return to laughs and a literal walk on the wild side, and more inconvenient arousal. Then J.J. Campbell and Ben Newell write about d!ck pills. Veering us from the literally old schticks is "Relationship Calculus" that rides out a meeting until marriage and maths vs romanticizing. "Respair" shows us astericks are underutilized in literature. Silly sh!t in "Art is vulgar," fr fr. "Thoughts and Prayers" is about Christians committing suicide, in small ways sometimes. "Interred" sounds lik a scraped Marilyn Manson Holywood snippet. Stephanie M. Wytovich wrote a cool poem about something I always wanted to touch on: an embalmer turning a corpse into a beautiful doll to ravage.
Boski imbues heavy early aughts nostalgia. "Rooster" is a clever title for a curb lunatic crying about mail fraud and for once the poet not siding with the annoying freak. "Japan, 2004" seems an off title for a surfer stoner bro who sounds like a pervy older Rocket Power kid. Their next poem I suppose is satire and four yrs later proves quite right (so two years early) on transtrending and mainstreaming of kink culture.
Love that "Nothing was going on" has such a doofus strip club owner he refunds money for knowing the girls are ugly. I can't believe how feel-good and adorkable it ended with the two guys (though omitting things) being like, Welp, at least we funded another manicure and found out about some funky lives. Gives off Michael Cera energy.
Quite the turn in "They'll Say it was Postpartum" about a teen mom crying into the lap of her baby about following the father into a foreign country, to be all alone except for them. Cool concept in "Buried Treasure" about searching for a dealer's money in a dark alley like a fisherman's tale. "Family Life" started dark but ended on a laugh, where the kinky future meets 50s stereotypes. Same with the next poem, "Three Rs" I suppose it's rest, relax, relapse/reunite with all the hometown divorcees jumping each other's bones. Levi C. Dunn's plasma donating addict/lowlife poem makes them one to watch out for, it has all my favorite themes.
Reunion by Casey Renee Kiser provides another grinner, a sleeker "Who dis?" The slug poem has potential but is out before it's in, though it's got piss and creepy crawlies--maybe it could be an interlude before a rock song. I'm not sure I get the angel poem next. Their next micro reminds me of that ghost trope "But that hasn't existed for ten years" with spooky OoOoOhing following. "Say you will remember" taught me what a wog is lol, apparently very different continent to continent. Irvin Lee really wrote "let love motorboat your balls," hahaha, what fun. "Hell yeah." The next poem is "Exploding Trousers" is about a sucky couple who won't support their friend's wedding because of that euphemism.
Cabin Fever is a return to laughs and a literal walk on the wild side, and more inconvenient arousal. Then J.J. Campbell and Ben Newell write about d!ck pills. Veering us from the literally old schticks is "Relationship Calculus" that rides out a meeting until marriage and maths vs romanticizing. "Respair" shows us astericks are underutilized in literature. Silly sh!t in "Art is vulgar," fr fr. "Thoughts and Prayers" is about Christians committing suicide, in small ways sometimes. "Interred" sounds lik a scraped Marilyn Manson Holywood snippet. Stephanie M. Wytovich wrote a cool poem about something I always wanted to touch on: an embalmer turning a corpse into a beautiful doll to ravage.
Boski imbues heavy early aughts nostalgia. "Rooster" is a clever title for a curb lunatic crying about mail fraud and for once the poet not siding with the annoying freak. "Japan, 2004" seems an off title for a surfer stoner bro who sounds like a pervy older Rocket Power kid. Their next poem I suppose is satire and four yrs later proves quite right (so two years early) on transtrending and mainstreaming of kink culture.
Love that "Nothing was going on" has such a doofus strip club owner he refunds money for knowing the girls are ugly. I can't believe how feel-good and adorkable it ended with the two guys (though omitting things) being like, Welp, at least we funded another manicure and found out about some funky lives. Gives off Michael Cera energy.
November 17, 2021
Another stellar edition of HSTQ. Great cover. My personal favorites this issue:
1. Dave Newman - "Nothing Was Going On" - a fun tale from an adult dancing establishment.
2. Leah Miller - "Thoughts and Prayers" - Drinking, suicide, and the 700 Club.
3. India LaPlace - "They'll Say It Was Postpartum Depression" - Probably had the most emotional punch. Really sad. Really good.
Also really liked the contributions of Brice Mairro, Casey Renee Kiser, David Boski, and the rest of the poets.
1. Dave Newman - "Nothing Was Going On" - a fun tale from an adult dancing establishment.
2. Leah Miller - "Thoughts and Prayers" - Drinking, suicide, and the 700 Club.
3. India LaPlace - "They'll Say It Was Postpartum Depression" - Probably had the most emotional punch. Really sad. Really good.
Also really liked the contributions of Brice Mairro, Casey Renee Kiser, David Boski, and the rest of the poets.
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