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you will find what I call a lost? & found! category. Books which are no longer on the market and/or hard to find or Out of Print. Do ou have any to expose on Outlaw Poetry ? Use the contact form at the very end of this page please. - monsieur k.
Weapon of Choice
by Todd Moore
Drive – By Book # 2 / # 3 – March 23, 1995
Weapon of Choice is Drive-By Book # 2.
Robert W. Howington, 4405 Bellaire Drive South #220 Fort Worth, Texas 76109
It’s nine poems from Todd “Dillinger” Moore and a review by me of one of his recent chapbooks. A chapbook you motherfuckers should buy a.s.a.p. Todd he’s a retired English teacher who lives in the badlands of New Mexico in Albuquerque. He writes graphic and disturbing poetry about horrifying violence and base sex. A lot of people are offended by his words. But lots of pussies out there in the poetry community, both the academics and the Do-It-Yourselfers, have been complaining about contemporary poetry that mirrors our apocalyptic society. Fuck them. Those motherfuckers should listen to what Moore has to say about the subject:
“my gut reaction is this: most poetry magazine editors try to pretend we are not living thru one of the worst massacres of the 20th century. that’s why so much poetry gets passed off as safe & meditative & literary & scholarly. it’s like a waltz w/yr sister at the junior prom. while we all know these foxtrots around uzi ricochets ain’t the steps that arthur murry taught, it’s really a wardance around nuke heads, it’s a spazzed out tangle of legs in a drive-by, it’s a adolf hitler on a pogo stick w/a schmeiser in one hand & his dick in the other, it’s the fbi writing love you notes to david koresh in kerosene & blood. & why shdn’t poetry in the 90s reflect the body count? when death knocks on yr bones, you know he’ll come in.”
Pulp Fiction
by Robert W. Howington
Drive – By Book # 2 / # 3 – March 23, 1995
Pulp Fiction is Drive-By Book # 3.
Robert W. Howington, 4405 Bellaire Drive South #220 Fort Worth, Texas 76109
Recently, a fellow writer said I should stop writing violent stories because, I assume, he figures violent stories aren’t literary enough for him and other stalwarts in the Do-It-Yourself underground and that I should join them in lifting up literature to its highest standard possible by writing more humane pieces. FUCK YOU AND FUCK THAT SHIT. I’m sure he was referring to my stuff in SPIKED SLURPEE. But I’m not gonna stop doing what I like to do to satisfy some pretentious bastard like him. I like writing violent stories. It’s fun. Since I can’t legally kill people in real life I can make believe kill them in my stories. It’s helps relieve my angst. And, let me tell you, that’s a very good thing.
as far as I know…OUT OF PRINT
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- todd moore | writing poetry, burning the house
- todd moore | scratching it out street level for the poem
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- todd moore | mythic blood, psychic movies, outlaw dreams
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- todd moore | patrick mckinnon and the drunken shamanic
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- todd moore | a conversation with raindog
- todd moore | i’ll play dillinger
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- todd moore | the nightmare talking
- todd moore | all the way to the fame
- todd moore | hustling for drinks, praying for lines
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- todd moore | dave roskos, the editor’s editor
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- todd moore | working the outlaw wind
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- todd moore | the volcanic death song of baby face nelson
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- todd moore | nightmare frenzy
- todd moore | the sign of the outlaw
- todd moore | love, longing, dillinger, disaster
- todd moore | I work the shattered line
- todd moore | the dark country
- todd moore | falling in love with danger
- todd moore | the blood of america
- todd moore | going to meet the outlaw
- wolfgang carstens | todd moore | boom
- todd moore | devouring the shadow
- robert swearingen | street milk
- todd moore | the coyote trickster and the wooden gun
- todd moore | into the open madness: the poetry of kell robertson
- todd moore | outlaw bonfires and dillinger’s blood
- todd moore | stories, ashes, and fire
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- todd moore | nightmare splender
- todd moore | inventing the nightmare
- todd moore | tasting the blood
- todd moore | black rain
- todd moore | billy the kid in the theater of blood
- todd moore | reading the movies, watching the poems
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- todd moore | the murder and the ecstasy of the everlasting dream
- todd moore | falling asleep in outlaw country
- todd moore | everything changes when dillinger arrives
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