niall o’sullivan | on todd moore

Tim Wells, Todd Moore, Niall O’Sullivan. London 2006. I had the honour of hanging out with Todd Moore for a couple of days when he came over to London a few years back. All I really knew of Todd Moore Continue reading niall o’sullivan | on todd moore

todd moore | the second

the second dillinger grabbed the machine gun off the table & turned billie clicked the kodak then reached for his crotch & while he was ducking sd maybe you’ve got a machine gun but i have yr face & baby Continue reading todd moore | the second

todd moore | dillinger, death, and the high mountain air

Some days I am more haunted than others. Some days my face paints all the mirrors so black the glass screams in fear of its blindness. Some days my face gets into car windshields and turns them a so viciously Continue reading todd moore | dillinger, death, and the high mountain air

todd moore | dillinger stood…

a dillinger stood behind billie & slipped the machine gun into her hands then she glanced back at him is it loaded always dillinger re plied & added how does it feel heavy she sd any thing else yeah she Continue reading todd moore | dillinger stood…

todd moore | when…

when they’re shooting at you what’re you thinking abt billie sd dillinger tossed a 45 slug & billie caught it a hole in the wall dillinger sd billie stared at the bullet a second then tossed it back sd you Continue reading todd moore | when…

todd moore | dillinger, the coyote, and the wolf

Dillinger’s face changes from snapshot to snapshot, mugshot to mugshot, photograph to photograph. His face never looks the same way twice. It almost seems as though he has the power to change his entire countenance, make some small lines near Continue reading todd moore | dillinger, the coyote, and the wolf

todd moore | the perfect

the perfect score dillinger sd is when you can taste the machine gun action in the way you get the money For Mark Weber on his birthday.–Todd Moore Mark Weber | Photo by Eric Breitbart listen to Mark Weber’s Jazz Continue reading todd moore | the perfect

todd moore | blood and fate under mad stars

Writing poetry in america. Writing poetry in america under the sign of the gun. Writing poetry in some broken down american bar. Writing poetry while trying to drive a cab. In america. Writing poetry while working at the post office, Continue reading todd moore | blood and fate under mad stars

tony moffeit | scorching the darkness: the channeling of dillinger

i read todd moore’s latest dillinger poem, meditations on a machine gun, just written and so new that it has not even been submitted, and i realize why he reaches another level of intensity, another level of obsessive fever, another Continue reading tony moffeit | scorching the darkness: the channeling of dillinger