From: Junebug Subject: Hi Big Jonny, here’s a poem I wrote about one of my customers. I’ve recited it many times but haven’t written it Continue reading →

In the kitchen When my grandmother would come visit us, she would sit at the kitchen table with her can of beer and bitch as Continue reading →

What We Wish For You were what every high school boy dreams of. good looking, a little older, forgiving of my age and inexperience. You Continue reading →

Traffic I can hear the traffic out on the interstate through my window at night. And, on occasion, I also hear the lonely whistle of Continue reading →

5 times I have deleted my post. 5 times I have written 5 times I have deleted 5 times I have tried 5 times and Continue reading →

Beauty and the beast My newish Subaru has a drinking problem. It swills coolant And then, feverishly, pukes it back up. The ’83 Toyota pickup Continue reading →

Two in from Mr. Bussman this week, a haiku and a poem. Jake hates poetry poetry is good for you I kind of hate Jake. Continue reading →

He has it Learning to intertwine the secular sounding Rhythms of his cool jazz with a voice of my own My brother has always been Continue reading →

The Newspaper The newspaper came at 2:30 am, tonight. Yesterday, it didn’t come at all. I’d complain if I only knew who to. or if Continue reading →

Elegy for a man I barely knew You were a good friend of my dads. College buddies, drinking beer and chasing girls. You married friends, Continue reading →

Whats my name? Fuck you, that’s my name. by