this is how i title untitled poems or how do we begin the sermon of a boy tracing out sanity on the bodyof a dew-laden windscreen? another time, he’s found listening to the music of […]
Author: D.T. Robbins
Rejection Letter: Jesse Hilson
Dear Post-Orgasmic Neurasthenia, It was such an interesting feature to have you accompany me through my teenage years, I suppose, but you have overstayed your welcome which leads me to say we really can’t afford […]
Vertigo, Or a Swarming of Ghosts
Whenever I stare down a flight of stairs, I feel closest to death. When I was five, I almost tumbled downstairs. Death would have been easiest then, but my balance worked out that day; my […]
Rejection Letter: Mike Hickman
Dear _______ Forgive me (you won’t forgive me), but I don’t know the best form of address for you. It was never right and you hated it, I know, when it changed, when it became […]
Grocery List
“Linger” – The Cranberries Lately, you run errands, anything to get out of the house. You are wandering through the supermarket. The lights are too bright. The wheel on the cart wobbles, turns and skids […]
Shit
Maybe the poem is shit: it’s likely the poem is shit Who knows but maybe the poem is what happens when shit happens Such a cliché, shit is When it shits it runs […]
Pine
I love to walk in the pine forest where I live because I find its alien stillness comforting, protective, like a warm hug from a loved one when that is just what you need. No […]
That Dead People’s Song
I was getting smoke in my eyes around the campfire when Jeremy and his crew walked past. They were like the lost boys. They stayed in whatever hideout they had, drank stolen beers, and groped […]
The Kind of Person My Neighbor Is
This was at least 15 years ago. We had this guy redoing the kitchen, which took like 18 months because we’re morons. But anyway, the guy’s day job was, he’s a firefighter. Which means he […]
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