" An era has ended," is the hushed whisper on the lips of boys and men. A time has passed when our hopes and dreams ourstrength could steadily transcend. Shadows we see in this doppelganger realityerode to distant memories and to dust.Faces we longed for in this replica countrycollapse into clones lacking heart and soul. … Continue reading Michael Aaron Casares: The Terrorist

 "There should be a motel calledThe Scarlett Letter Inn & I could be the concierge,buzzing in couples that pay with the lint left in their pockets, a sign in the front windowthat flashes Always a Vacancy, Never a Judgment""This could be the last honest city in America."-Honesty in Kitsch IV Virgogray presents a new volume … Continue reading Chris D’Errico: Vegas Implosions

 "I am reborn here. In this conscious, in this body.I am breathing beneath the sun,a star that shines like all the others,but kind to stay it's wrath.I awaken on this planet amid thosewho've forgotten or those usurpedby our times. Lost in this dissentionI have become like a fish swimmingagainst the current. Leaping, flying--I've become divided."-New … Continue reading Michael Aaron Casares: Ghost Roads