“Westylvania’s Ghost Town” and “A Summer Drive”

Westylvania's Ghost Town June Green trees on rolling Appalachian hills Double wides. Little red brick farmhouses. Amish built barns 30 years in…


“Blind Vines,” “When I Think of You,” “The Groundling,” and Other Poems

Blind Vines We are blind vines,             Spiraling, grasping,…


“Superstitious Woman,” “Facing the Dark Corner,” “A Blunt Weapon,” and “A Very Happy Neighborhood”

superstitious woman In the morning she jerked him off and had him cum in the cups of her bra and then he watched as she put it on and went about the…


“The Pickle Shelves,” “Scales and Cataracts,” “Conversations Deferred,” and Other Poems

The Pickle Shelves this bomb shelter is packed with corpses, jars of heads line the walls as if waiting to be used as some sort of accompaniment to…


Midnight’s Talking Lion and the Wedding Fire (Excerpt)

Untitled 14 miles of Clichy-sous-Bois is broke exactly 10 years, over longstanding dissimilar situations experienced by -Americans and those…


“Smiles,” “Twenty Years Much Later,” and “War”

Smiles I used to love her deep, dark, gothic look her down-with-America temperament the conspiracist I fell in love with but lately she has been…


“In Small Cities or Large Towns,” “When We Were Poor,” and “Rooms Like This”

In Small Cities or Large Towns The world appears more clearly in some places than In others: like the things created step aside And the invisibility…


“My Favorite Faulkner,” “Honestly,” “Dirty Harry,” and Other Poems

My Favorite Faulkner We’ll meet in Mississippi. Just name the spot. What about Biloxi, Clarksdale, or what would you say to somewhere in…


“Falling Apart at the Seams” and “After Seeing Pipilotti Rist’s Video ‘Selfless in the Bath of Lava: A Journey'”

Falling Apart at the Seams  I turn my head to the right, feel stiff like Barbie, feet glued,…


“www.MeReadingAboutEngineeringDisasters.com,” “Groveling Psycho Dumbfuck,” “Noun Versus Verb Form of Steep Ends in a Draw,” and Other Poems

www.MeReadingAboutEngineeringDisasters.com Kissing the editor. Looking at a mountain and remaining unmoved. Me online looking at pictures of dead…