September 2010
1 post
New Home, New Adventure
Well, here it is…the big announcement…
HeavyHandsInk is moving and becoming a PRINT MAGAZINE!!! Here is our new site:
http://heavyhandsink.wordpress.com/
I hope you all enjoy this new project.
August 2010
8 posts
A Big Announcement
Maxwell Baumbach has a major announcement that will forever change the young publication. Sounds interesting, right? Come back to the site on Friday, and you will find out what it is.
Buddha Caves by George Moore
George Moore
Buddha Caves-
Deep in an earth that does not give back light,
down five guano splattered cathedrals of rock,
along a knotted rope the monks use without candles,
the Dante tourist descends through heaven.
Below on a platform made of curled wood,
strung with a loose tapestry of old saffron robes—
curtains to deter the bats—we sit and breathe an earth
that has known the origin of...
Two Pieces by Ash Krafton
Ash Krafton
By the Side-
He seeks a key.
His quest takes him through realms unnumbered
sprinting after a dream
I am tugged along in his wake, an afterthought to his actions
my place by his side a given, a constant
No longer in his line of sight.
I do not remember the moment I had faded from notice
gradual erosion of existence; silenced
when I spoke up or, more often, answered with...
"The Heart" by Erik Estabrook
Erik Estabrook
The Heart-
If you testify and suare it by your heart, then maybe i’m not just banging my head against the wall, I wear it and suare upon my heart, someday we’ll both become our song, I hear twilight birds in turquoise light above, singing out their hearts for love’s song, a solitary bird I’ve become, but everyone needs shelter sometime, I’ll...
"after he died" by Lorna Gilbert
Lorna Gilbert
after he died-
personal effects shoved tight against a damp, grey wall
bloodless arms laid over a silent chest
an edict from proletarian etiquette of yesteryear
a different nurse
pushing the same medication cart
shift after shift
passing pills to one less resident than before
an open book
pages still
no reader
his story: laboured breathing, Cheyne-Stokes
oscillating,...
3 Pieces from Janet Kuypers
Janet Kuypers
Build Your Own Cross-
why be a carpenter and build your own cross when Walmart can do it for you selling mass produced 2’ tall wooden crosses with glued plastic flowers to hammer into dirt at roadsides for accident victims why be a carpenter why build your own cross when Walmart can do it for you
—-
Thinking. I Hate That.-
I think the reason why...
Two Pieces by Janet Kuypers
Janet Kuypers
So-
so the hotel I was in didn’t have a continental breakfast so i looked for a diner for a bagel for breakfast so i pulled into some dive and i just sat there i kept me head down i don’t like looking at strangers so i kept my head down looking at my writings and i didn’t even notice my head was buried in my words but the lady walked over and dropped...
Two Pieces by Kevin Heaton
Kevin Heaton
To Hell With It-
Although the
human
experiment has at
times exhibited
signs of
promise;
indeed,
demonstrated a
desire to
elevate.
The rudimentary
levels of
development
achieved thus far
have consistently
fallen short;
the intended
goals unrealized.
Therefore, the
process should be
abandoned.
—-
Kevin...
July 2010
5 posts
Skyscraper by Kevin Finucan
Kevin Finucan
Skyscraper-
You told me my tower was the death of your flowers, while you stood within its walls, that held you safe against rage of the weather. And every drop of water sliding freely down every glass pane was a subtle tribute to the sweat along my forehead. You told me my eyes were mocking your American dream while you quietly asked me to offer you peace and a paycheck. ...
Daytona Dad by H.D. Whatley
H.D. Whatley
Daytona Dad-
We drove the old Ford wagon across the gulf states of the South
from Louisiana all the way to the sunshine state of Florida.
We stayed with my aunt and uncle on their farm in Lake Helen
with orange groves and lots of room to roam.
I played with their collie dog in the pond
and rode a horse for the very first time.
We went on down to a place called...
Have You Heard The One About The Joke by Ricky...
Ricky Garni
HAVE YOU HEARD THE ONE ABOUT THE JOKE I know it sounds like a bad joke but I made a boat out of jokes my plan to sail away the mast & sail was a joke about a guy goes to the movies with his pet chicken the jib was about a mother in law, I gotta tell ya– the rudder was a joke about a priest and a rabbi go into a bar and for the boom I didn’t use a joke at all I just used a...
The Ring by N Renner
N Renner
The Ring
I’ve seen her I’ve seen her with you and she looks amazing
she is one of those women that wears a dress to the food market
with nude pumps
her hair looks perfect and shiny
all the time
and her blue eyes
sparkle
compared to my plain brown
she has two pairs of earrings for each outfit
just in case
and so you know while you’re sneaking off to ...
Counting by Kathleen Herboth
Counting. By Kathleen Herboth One girl, One heart. Too big of heart Too big of a mouth Too big of eyes, Shedding too big of tears down too fat of cheeks, Drenching the collar of an old sweatshirt Three big words That get caught up among three ways of being: Body, mind, and soul. Three times I’ve tried to get my point across, And three times I have failed to show you. For there are...