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Little Billboards #65
Workers are scheduledto will each hour.Their labor costsa handful of ass.
Two Poems Reheated
I posted one of the poems I had published at The Bakery before it closed shop and here are the other two that used to live there. A friend of mine who was making zines wanted me to write a dream narrative for him to illustrate, so I wrote the […]
Abecedarian–That’s How Easy Love Can Be.
The Jackson 5 songs are fantastic for dancing and studying the electric bass, but for life advice, they sometimes fall flat. “I Want You Back” is how I test a bass’s playability, but testing love through the “simplicity” or “easiness” suggested in “ABC” is probably a mistake. In 2012, we […]
Little Billboards #4
My thoughts burn with snow–the hazards of Alabamasummer haiku.
Little Billboards #5
the spine dry contoursa rattle on a dirt roadthe map of human life
From the Eunoia Archives: He was not for all ages, but for that one time!
Originally published at Eunoia Solstice in 2013. Though not often, I have written commemorative poems. Composing this way can be stressful, but also inspiring. It connects to ancient traditions, to times when the bard’s song was a monument as important as statuary. The specificity of the audience, rather than the […]
Little Billboards #84
Citrus Smokestacks(found poem–pg. 21 of Eric Schlosser’sFast Food Nation) The town out on the edge nicknamed “Citrus Smokestacks”had just sixty inhabitants. It was the last stop.Tourists and migrants jammed cheap motels.A local motorcycle club, “Airborne Angels,”celebrated families and small children and Marlon Brando. They supplied a new yin and yang. […]
Little Billboards #87
