foofaraw
foofaraw
Kevin Humdrum
A zine of surreal storytelling and worldly observations published by humdrum industries.
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I wanted to earn enough to buy the sun, but here on earth I started hyperventilating and ran out of air. I didn’t breath again until I gasped at the sight of a cream and midnight striped tent. I stopped everything to watch the circus....
So I took last week off after some travel to Chicago, but it's not like we missed anything—no giant summer tentpole blockbuster or anything like that, so no biggie, right..?Well besides the obvious, we did miss our chance to talk up...
The August issue of Foofaraw Zine is here! Download below or read in our purpose built ebook reader. Of course, all stories will be published for free on the web throughout the month, but paid supporters receive a PDF/EPUB with all of...
Welcome! We have three weeks worth of stories, poems, and more to get through so hold on tight and enjoy the ride.The Week That WasThe Unified Theory of SalsaSteve WheatOur first of two poems from Steve coming over the course of the next...
Read Too Many Mystics now!Can you tell us a little bit about your Superworld Universe and how this ties into it? When my four children were small and we’d go on long trips in the car, I’d tell them stories about them being superheroes....
Stake-outs are the worst part of my job. I’m too easily distracted. If I do a crossword puzzle or text on my phone while sitting in the car, there’s a good chance a cheating husband walks right by me, grinning and tucking in his...
Read The Tongues of Ghosts now!The metaphor here is not very subtle and feels very personal, I’m curious how you view and feel about the story now that it’s out in the world?It definitely makes me feel a little vulnerable sharing...
The universe flees as fast as it can, stretching, expanding infinitesas we rattle our chainshungry to hurtle free of EarthIn the distance,black holes screamplanets combustbinary stars death spiraldesperate to escape our...
I’m almost fourteen years old when the ghost wakes me for the second night in a row.A cold breath at my chin, a lapping of something that should be wet, leaving my skin hollow. I swat it, but the licking persists, my fingers finding...
The air is thick with dust and the smell of decaying wood pulp. Shelving units like fossilised bones stretch beyond the limits of sight. Waterproof dust jackets protect ancient volumes from the desultory clouds which form among the upper...
Now that the World Cup is over, we can finally get back into the swing of things at fOOfARAW HQ. While we won't be getting much in terms of new movies this week as everyone cowers from the Goliath of The Odyssey, there are a ton of fun...
مع السلامة (ma’a salama) melting pot. さよなら (sayonara), salad bowl. America is an omnibus of purple prose bound in balding eagle skin.We’re talking primo leather from a batty bird who steals hot dogs from kids at ballparks. True story....
Read Developing your mindfulness practice 🙂! now!So… read any good pamphlets lately?I love a good pamphlet, and by that I mean crazy pamphlet, even when it was Jack Chick telling me that I am going to hell. The internet has ruined them....
Dear Pilgrim,Hallo! We are so glad that you chose our little pamphlet. Thank you for trusting us enough to connect!Recall a blessed moment from childhood. You pause in a dappled glade. Insects drone, the machine noise that underlies...
💡Rusty Epstein