Submitted Poetry
By: David Pratt The Volvo commercial quoted Kerouac who, rucksacked and sandaled, was told go moan for man, hopped boxcars boxcars boxcars, leaned his thumb down lonely highways, often took the bus – Or left the driving to Neal, who killed a Cadillac, manhandled a Hudson & psychedelic Harvester, wound […]
By: Dan Hallo ubiquitous incredulousness Protestants Omophagia/omaphagic gauche smarmy bucu dinky dau ಠ_ಠ Mea culpa. aphorist aphorisms aetiologyˌ(US etiology ) atrophy convoluted Bibliophobia Gnosiophobia
By Kris Khatchikian One last sip, as i finish my favorite whiskey. Have you tried it? Fireball we call it. I’m sure you’ve heard, It’s possibly caused your stomach to curdle; Good ole fireball.
the hound dog taylor hunter s. thompson i gotta get outta this town blues by Ron Whitehead gimme back my wig cause i’m thumbin a ride after midnight on the hound dog taylor hunter s. thompson alligator new orleans memphis chicago 61 blues highway yes i gotta get outta this […]
Standing on the edge of my own self-destruction A war within my head Tired of the battle This enemy wants me dead Tortured in defeat Can never seem to win When will this opposition, finally do me in The past is a torch, supposed to light the way Another day […]
Recipient of the 2015 Gonzofest Literary Award for Poetry. by David Pratt -1- Got them nowhere going, nothing showing, no use crying, even trying, dogsick endtime blues… Listen. I’m out here on the edge wondering what the? fuck to do with myself. Darting out from under the mainstream’s crush, Slipsliding […]
“Quietly Hanging” Quietly hanging in the back of the shed, was a rope with 13 knots, he had crafted for his head. An old red shed, covered in tarps, with boards for walls and dented paint cans for art. Clothed in snails and webs, scorpions and death, there hung […]
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