Arthur Graham writes and edits for a living. Cofounder and former head editor of Rooster Republic Press. Current Editor in Chief of Horror Sleaze Trash.
Of all the Horror Sleaze Trash Quarterlies, this one made me laugh the most, but was also a favorite for other reasons. From the intro by Arthur Graham to the last poem, the dirty humor is top notch here, representing both male and female POV’s. There is a free and varied quality to the issue as a whole. I look forward to these more and more as time goes on.
I had already reviewed the Spring issue, but it dropped a star. Sorry. Not because it wasn't entertaining--it was. However, some of the poetry fell flat in this issue, something I missed first time around, I guess when comparing it to Summer and Fall. There were poems that had an opportunity to be great, and ended up being "meh" to Okay-ish" due to...what? I don't know. Lazy writing, lack of imagination? Don't know. TBL? The flat-ish ones were too on-the-nose and could have been done without the tied-in-a-bow, see-it-coming-for-miles endings. Eh, neither here nor there, it was still worth the read, time. and energy.
These poems shined for me, so here ya go: Cassandra Dallett's "I Know I'm Addicted" had a lovely twist at the end, which redeemed the rest of the poem--not that the rest was terrible, it was good, in fact, but the motif of "same package" and wanting a man to be just perfect, all destined to fall short, not because there isn't a "boy" out there for her, but because she's clearly impossible to please (or that's what she'd like us to think). So, although a bit on the meandering side, she cleaned house with the end lines, and it worked. Very enjoyable.
Jason Hardung's "Poet Fucker" was fantastic, and his use of imagery to show us madness, juxtaposed with the poet with whom he's involved {in the poem, who knows IRL, yeah?) was brilliant. "Mercurial," by Kerny Bee was haunting and soothing, all at once, and speaking of haunting, "Take My Hair," by Karina Bush was fan-f*cking-tastic in showing us the incredible gray areas of sexual aberrant behavior (yeah, every time we don't classify "rape" and "sexual assault" in black and white, "right" v. "wrong" etc., I hear that somewhere in the world, a baby feminist dies).
John Grochalski's "boycott you" was just a chest-beating piece of awesome and made me want to howl (not "Yawp," thankyouverymuch) and "The Way You Laugh" by David P. Bates was a lovely snippet of a man who likes hiw meat red, and transcends the provincial male-"ick factor" w/r/t blood. Very nice, very sexy.
The shining star of the whole journal was Ally Malinenco's "Five Years That's All We've Got"--this stood out as the crown jewel of the collection, IMO. It touched on so many themes and brought us full circle to the end of the end of ALL ends, which was lovely, and she did it with a poignant, yet not overly-sentimental style that is the hallmark of a great piece of writing.
So yes, worth the read. And for you librarians on Goodreads? I'd just like to point out that the word "yawp" is underlined in red here in this little box, and it's not MY f*cking computer that does it, (my computer's classically trained as well as versed in contemporary schlang, b*itches.) Ergo, the onus for the spelling/dictionary of words is on Goodreads & staff. So for Christ's sake, go sing a f*cking song of yourselves and fix that sh*t before Walt comes and haunts you with wet dreams in your granny panties.
I highly recommend this collection of poems, some really good poets are included. If you've never heard of the likes of JJ Campbell and Ben John Smith then check it out.
I did have an amazing review but goodreads broke that. yay!
that places just like people can be torn down can die and be mourned
and then forgotten.
I suppose the same could be said for poetry collections as places, but to be forgotten, would be a shame. And you can come back to HSTQ whenever you want -- you don't have to wait five years.
Santa Barbara Detective Quinn Anderson is faced with solving a puzzling crime where none of the pieces fit.
A killer stalks and methodically kills men, appearing to pick victims randomly. Logic is upended as evidence points toward a woman as the killer. When Anderson's long-time partner dies of an apparent heart attack during the investigation, Anderson suspects his partner's girlfriend, Alisha Telford, especially after she disappears. But could she possibly have pulled off the other brutal murders?
With his new partner, feisty Latina detective Rita Jaramillo, he follows the clues to a small, Northern California town, where the ugly secrets of the seemingly tranquil Chapel Grace slowly spill out. When Anderson's girlfriend disappears at the same time two more people are savagely murdered, he realizes that the crimes could not be the work of one person. Only by piecing together Alisha Telford's traumatic childhood does he discover the truth about the killers, and the motivation behind the murders.
Twisted Sister, the second book in the Sisters of Sin series, brings a whole new meaning to "family ties."
Review of the Print Edition:
"In this solid sequel to Sisterwife, Roberts brings back Kelsey Waite, a single Mormon mom, and her daughter, Tia, who are happily living as a family with the Santa Barbara PD's Quinn Anderson. Soon, however, Alisha Telford, with whom Kelsey has founded the support group Women Against Violence, is questioned about the murder of someone who molested Alisha when she was a teen. Joe, Alisha's boyfriend and Quinn's partner, dies suddenly of a heart attack, and Alisha disappears soon after. The murders of people linked to Alisha pile up, and Kelsey is drawn into the killer's web. With new partner Rita Jaramillo and FBI Agent Lexi Richards, Quinn rushes to solve a sordid mystery where twists on gender are part of the murderer's M.O. Although some turns are predictable, Roberts pulls off a thought-provoking puzzler. (Oct.) -- Publishers Weekly
From the cover photo to Editor in Chief Arthur Graham's intro to the poetry within, the Spring 2017 issue is another excellent edition of HSTQ. My favorites poems were by Brenton Booth and Jason Harding (poetry has it's rewards), Graham's comment on the Internet, John Yarmis' comment on life, and The Broken Stripper by Karl Koweski. A fun little stripper story.
Also solid material by J.J Cambell, Ben John Smith, Karina Bush, Christopher White, Paul Tristam, Ryan Quinn Flanagan, John Grochalski, and more. Really, not a clunker in the batch.
Unpleasant at times. Very true to life. Great stuff. Check it out.
Holy crap....could not put this one down...edge of my seat the hole time and read it in two days(had to sleep) .....will not give anything away....just get it and read it.....