Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
last chance motel a run-down motel clings to the shoulders of a narrow highway a blinking neon sign shoots holes through the middle of a mississippi night— enfolded in the semi-darkness of a lamp-lit room an old man from an Continue reading The last chance motel & virus box by DB Cox→
The Earth is a Woman Clearly, as muses of the past have told the tale, nature draws a man into her fold. No room for doubt to cloud the mind. Deep greens of summer leaves on the maples fade gently Continue reading The Earth is a Woman by Tom Conlan→
The Pledge of a Grievance I pledge a grievance to the flag of the United States of Reality Show and to the profit margin for which it stands on one knee under siege invisible and divided with no civil liberty Continue reading The Pledge of a Grievance by S.A. Griffin→
the very large array hunting in the infinite gila we see a shadow bobcat hung with tufts of long hair moving ghostlike, powerfully silently. we kill no elk. Continue reading the very large array & two other new poems by Luther Allen→
Riot Store Candy French existentialism as valueable now As a hot dog turd steaming on abandoned streets We got Paris, people driven to their knees , driven batty Animal real time, and who’s kissing, partying like its 1999 Folks brushing Continue reading Riot Store Candy & Two other new poems by Michael D. Amitin→
The Mailing List Pre-Sale Get the THIRST AUDIO 3-CD Set Now The PRE-SALE is officially upon us! Perhaps you’ve heard whispers, mutterings, clandestine mentions of a rough beast slouching toward your eardrums…well the reckoning is here. The physical editions of Continue reading THIRST Worldwide 2020 Audio by Hosho McCreesh→
COWGIRLS Boots Heels Spurs Jeans Hips Chaps Hats Holsters Pistols Quirts Saddles Cinches Ride Cowgirl Ride LE CIRQUE MAGNIFIQUE FIAT papier-mache melts away serfs save elites from the fallout no golden pea to be found beneath the shifting shells peons Continue reading Cowgirls & two other new poems by Justin Rogers→
Tsunami South Florida traffic has trickled down from a tsunami to a small stream. No more blue-haired ladies knocking down lane cones, countless ears glued to cell phones or Porsches racing for the bridge to Palm Beach, home of old Continue reading Tsunami by Pris Campbell→
Isolation how to cope with a few weeks of isolation? ……maybe listen to those ……who live this way? you get used to it after about the first three years there will be some good days you will develop resilience based Continue reading Isolation by Alison Williams→
St. Patrick’s Day 2020 “I believe in the love, it is all that we have.” — Scott Wannberg It’s here, the virus that eats old people, and yesterday I hit 66. Never thought this old flesh could be so appealing. Continue reading St. Patrick’s Day 2020 by S.A. Griffin→