Writer • Musician
Note from the Editor: Cal Corso. Actor, poet, frenetic wild child and the natural leader of this band of hooligans. Orphaned as a small boy and raised by his aunt. Moved to California in 2017 accompanied by Jude Moonlight where he fell in with an odd assortment of characters and has since been leapfrogging from …
In the valleys of Rimbaud Yea in the valleys of Hendrix’s Neptune In the valleys of Azure, yea I feel the winds of violet coming soon I’m on a ship that will lead to the stars I’m taking it on, to Venus and to Mars Won’t you come with me baby Won’t you sing while …
Keep the night, baby Keep it going to no end Keep it forever, for our time here together It is a Godsend. When the sun went down this evening baby You know, I saw the look in your eyes. The stars rose, the pillars of heaven shone And we stared straight into the night sky. …
Blonde-haired beauty Calico nymph looking at me with a gun in your hand. Your eyes still and smile warm. Where you gonna be tomorrow morn’. Look me in the eyes, luckless lady You gonna run for tomorrow Lips narrow Be soft Be quick And remember to carry your matchsticks You told me ‘thanks for the …
Lying in the bedroom the future's hidden stone-cold expression piercing smoke filled air and with every empty kiss still you leave me breathless Your shoulder bare, lit like a child’s moon Humming softly it's late in the afternoon. Your hair, tousled & blonde, Still breathing, Searching a wandering dawn Let me have your gun, babe …
I imagine my mother When she was young, she was me As I am my son. She was a searcher Passionate so Wise for her years But wanting to know more Yea you saw the yearning in her eyes And you see it now in mine Those eyes that stared deep into those of the …
Jesus smiled at me when I decided to no longer pray Go out into the lands, said he Go out and I’ll be there on the other side I’ll be holding your walking shoes You and me, we were meant for great things And we’ll go out together The invincible church consists of all human …
A marching band parades down an old Italian street of cobblestone dressed in black, Mourning ecstasy and the promise that they will not see it lived out. But they march on, baptizing all the children in the World War psalm.
Watering house plants, absent of circumstance, Every morning looking brighter, Nightfall and a love re-inspired. This is my garden, In which I have all my treasure. I hear a sound from behind the mountain, And from the flower bed, I derive my greatest pleasure I have memories and flashing thoughts Visiting dreams that, come the …
This morning I see the sun reigning over me Always there for me seemingly Where were you dear sun when I saw no light? Where were you brave one when I was lost in the night? Where were you great shepherd when I lost comfort and sight? Where were you mighty hero? I wasn't born …
Racing down from the forests of Arden Racing down into a mystical night Racing down across the dark, desert highway Racing down fantastical youth I thought I saw a glimmer of summer I thought I saw a flash of youth I thought I saw my smiling mother I thought I saw the sun peaking through …
So arrives October and the leaves rush in The winds awake Over the grave of summer and the sun departs below the drifting clouds Consoling, conferring with sky knights before the final ascent And the coming of the night sky Summer’s gone Summer’s gone And so arrives the autumn song Bring on the winds And …
The fortune telling lady, who sits ready in a rolling valley, Puts her cards out and says as she smiles, "Young man, I hope you choose wisely." And the iron-clad angel returns one last time before heaven's army sets final sail. Removing her veil, she plays her golden trumpet. A note, eternal, she cries, "Hail!". …
Well, Hey Mr. McGrath, Did you hear the rumor from those distant shores? A black cat sang a loathsome ballad, talking of destruction and old, broken down routines. This world's gettin' too small for me, man. Time for me to split 'fore the comet hits. Maybe then me and some friends, Will tell the of …
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On the Southern Streets of the Delta May, No voices sing the bandleader's song. You might hear the humming tune of stone eyes piercing the day, And the dust on the glass which blankets the dawn. On summer afternoons, with fallen rain beneath the sun, The wandering turn, blink toward the sky. None shall hear …
By Michael Quinn This glass o’ wine (is home) It ain’t my own As I feel the walls of stone cold. There’s a shadow behind Creepin’ up on time All has vanished from below. The solo guard Wearing his old star Eyes pierce through the back of my brain. His baton in his hand I …
By Michael Quinn I gaze at the day. I search though the twilight, and I Try and embrace the night for a little dignity. But I feel cold and wet. I feel so fat and unkept, Like there's no one there beside me. I hear kids at play The song of lovers sway. I catch …
Lights remain dim on Hollywood sidewalks beneath a grey sky. We've long searched for light. It's found us at last, on a sleepy western morning And it embraces us from the longest night. There's a man playing guitar On an avenue of exhausted stars. His music echoes through the alleys, Through avenues near and far. …
Hey mister, I heard a thunder down past the mountain view. Hey mister, I heard a rolling wind. I dreamt a dream of a crying youth. Hey madam, can you help me? My heart has just gone and shook. I caught a glimpse of an angel, but she has faded beyond the brooke. Hey mama, …
By Michael Quinn Drifting leaf, Allow me to catch you once Before you dance forever more in the wind. I want to save you from the floor, That place where the glory for all of us ends. Listen to me, honey baby. Don't you know I just wanna be your friend? Allow me one chance …
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