Todd Moore and Alex Gildzen
STREET OF POETS TUCSON
so I cd tell
Mark Young
I walkd Congress
to Cafe Magritte
it isn’t
anymore
so I went
down the block
to Hotel Congress
where Dillinger
was staying
when he got caught
I thot abt
Todd Moore
as I ate ahi
sorry Mark
RD Armstrong, Annie Menebroker and Todd Moore at Luna’s Cafe in Sacramento, May 21, 2009
I first corresponded with Todd Moore back in !997. I heard about him from Mark Weber, whom I had interviewed for my mag, The Lummox Journal. Initially I just wanted to interview him, not knowing who he was; but after [...]
Todd Moore was pure dynamite – in the way he wrote, the way he lived, and the abundance of raw energy that he poured into everything that he did. My last conversation with Todd was March 11th, 2010. I wished him the best on his short trip out of town and promised to [...]
first thing
i stabbed
my ex-wife
in her gut
& ripped
the blade
upwards
spilling
her intestines
on her shoes
like spaghetti
noodles then
i slashed
her face the
tip of her nose
went flying
into the tall
grass the fifty
bucks i spent
on the bayonet
was a real bargain
Moore said
as the electric
door on our
steel cell slammed
shut on our
dreams
John Macker and Todd Moore | Mountainair, New Mexico, Summer 2006
…Todd and I met for our last lunch together a couple of months ago in Albuquerque. He brought with him a few books he’d been reading. One was a thick book on the mythology of the contemporary frontier, another a slim volume on Mayakovsky. Another [...]
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