Uh Yeah, Me Neither… (A Poem)

Do you take all your poems out ‘round back? Fantasize about them during teleconferences? Sketch them from memory by candlelight when the wind sounds like orgasmic gasps? Does your blood burst in your genitals when you feel the line break? Do you try to conjure their smell and end up hyperventilating? Tell me, do you... Continue Reading →


I Bought My First Gun Today (a poem)

I bought my first gun today. Not that I absolutely need it, I can go to the grocery store and buy freezer-fuls of meat pre-cut and pre-packaged in Styrofoam and plastic wrap. But I live in the country, where most households have a gun and you are not a man if you do not shoot... Continue Reading →

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