“Blowing in the Wind,” “Dry Tamales,” “Uncle Juan,” and Other Poems
Blowing in the Wind The wind blows the sand against the door and I sweep it away. The wind blows the sand against the door and I sweep it away.…
Letter to a Prisoner
Dear Gene, I got up and drove all the way down to the Circle K because I hate the Ampm which is just up the street. The beer prices at the Ampm are…
The Ally
John gets out of bed and turns on the computer. He goes to Facebook. His page Facebook profile says “BRODY WELLINGTON. Pronouns: he/she/them/they.…
Bukowski, King of the Bums
A lot of writers bash Bukowski. It’s almost a sport, a very easy sport. Like kickball. No, Bukowski is not the pinnacle. Yes, Bukowski-worship is…
Confessions of a Joe Rogan Fanboy
Hi, I’m Mike and it has been 64 days since my last Joe Rogan. I’m standing here before you today, because I know you, I know where you’ve been, and I…
My Soul Has a Weal
Two white mass murderers sit in their prison cell. One is reading a poetry journal on the bottom bunk. The other is bouncing a balled-up pair of…
“The Podcast Poet,” “Dream with Johnny Depp and Quicksand,” “Old Boats,” and Other Poems
The Podcast Poet The worst thing about this super slick poet on the podcast with his good looks and slim physique and 50-dollar hairdo is not that…
One Entrance But a Hundred Thousand Exits
I tried to write a pantoum poem about the repetition of my days I thought the repetition involved in the form would echo the repetition of my days…
“Normal,” “Lucky,” “Relations,” and Other Poems
Normal I haven’t talked to Natalia in 3 days we had another fight I’ve been sleeping in the room out back and drinking like a hole in the ground it’s…
“Dream of Holding On,” “Sleeping with My Nemesis,” “Dream of Emergence,” and Other Poems
Dream of Holding On I’m working at the fish plant when my ex-wife comes by she hasn’t changed in 20 years she wants try again Come with me, she says…
