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Straitjackets Magazine
Spring 2018


EDITOR'S DESK
Spring 2018


BREAKERS
Where at a distance you would rise
a growing lift to Paradise


HERE LIES ANNIE MAY PARKER
An aura of resolve emanated from Annie May that overload all about her. She was of an otherworldly intelligence ...


FIT FOR BURYING
“Ed, he’s gone. Banjo’s gone. He died this morning,” the woman cried into the telephone. Between hiccups and blasts on a handkerchief...


IT COULD HAVE BEEN WORSE
I learned the willingness to unabashedly shake one's hips was an important prerequisite for the rumba, the mambo, the cha-cha and the samba.


SLAMMED
Thinkingitwasthebluesky
I'vehitthewall


THE OLD CAT
I miss him jumping up on the stall door to get my attention while I fed the horses.


THE LAMP
Angela said Papà wanted to show me his special lamp.


THE HONEY-DO LIST
She created a huge roster of additions to my ever-present honey-do list. The list hangs over my head like a guillotine.


CAT TROUBLE
I took Amber to the vet, who put him on Valium. It settled him down to where he calmly pees on the wall, the floor, the slider.


WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME?
When I am old and gray
and my bark is not as ferocious


WHO WILL BE THE MASTER?
Gregor, the car, wouldn't even let me call him "The Car." He was a Transport Manager.


COVER ART
Spring 2018
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