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The Strenuous Conditions of Dealing With a Milk Spot at the Bottom of a Highball Glass

June 17th, 2009
by Milo Martin


you know when you’re washing the dishes 

and you find a tall glass 

and it’s got a milk spot encrusted right down in the very bottom 

and in the very center 

and it’s there and it’s impossibly stubborn 

because you’ve neglected your dishwashing duties for the last four days


Milo Martin

Face to Face with the Big Consequences: Socrates, Gregor Samsa, Jesus and Anais Nin Writhing in the Throes of Death on an East Hollywood Breadboard

April 15th, 2007
by Milo Martin


I went red-eyed and messy-haired to my kitchen this morning to make coffee wherein I saw a large cockroach lying upside-down on my breadboard writhing in the throes of Death. 

I had laid poison last night and it was now taking effect on this roach’s entire system, his whole way of Being. And here I was to actually witness it. Christ. Face to face with the big consequences. On my breadboard. First thing in the morning. Jesus.



Milo Martin

Coming to Terms with the Spectacular Glory of the Omniscient Wisdom Container, or: Sometimes You Just Know Stuff

March 10th, 2007
by Milo Martin


I was now transfixed on the snow pack up on the roof of that big red barn. Out of the blue.


Something told me it was gonna fall. It was all gonna come down. All eleven tons of it. All at the same time. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind.

“How do you know?” Boner asked.

“I dunno,” I said, “I just know. I can feel it.”

“Come on,” Boner said.

“No man, it’s gonna happen. It’s all gonna come sliding off. In one fell swoop. I’m tellin’ ya. You’ll see.”

“You’re fuckin’ high, Milo.”