Clockwise Rain, dedicated to the memory of legendary visionary NELSON PRINCE ROGERS, has gathered up a storm of artists and writers to rock you like a hurricane so you can party like it’s 9999. In this, our 34th issue of progressive invective, rad reviews, and innovative visuals and verse, we lampoon the goons of our gun-crazy culture, scathingly satirize the malevolence of misogyny, and polemicize about the perils of political correctness. We lament the environmental devastation wrought on our precious planet by avaricious assholes, and we vociferously vocalize for humane treatment of the homeless. We appraise the inventive works of Joyce Mansour and Patti Smith and Jonathan Penton and Giles Watson/John Lincoln and Matt Duggan and Pylon and Kendrick Lamar and Lucinda Williams and David Bowie and Michael Moore, whose latest movie is a must-see affair. We giddily display astounding art by Jacob Russell and Jay Passer and Bob Heman and Bill Wolak. And then, of course, there is the verse. Our Featured Femme is Kathleen Latham, who pours her heavy heart into masterful meditations on love, family, and writing. Other savvy scribes searing our senses include: the cozily collaborative Daniel Y. Harris and Irene Kronos, the inimitable Sheila Murphy, and the vivacious Patricia Carragon. Valeri Beers, Mel Waldman, Marie Lecrivain, Marcia Arrieta, Saira Viola, Heller Levinson, Don Campbell, Felino Soriano, and Heath Brougher are just a few more of the prized poets slinging ink all over our pages. So the question is not IF you will crack the virtual spine of Clockwise Rain, but WHEN. But remember, as always: Read at your own risk; contents may overhaul perceptions, which can cause brain implosion – and that’s, like, kinda gross and shit. (Oh, and there is a FUN “error” in the issue – first to notice gets a free print issue!)
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