Friday, June 28, 2019

DIRTY POEM by R.M. Engelhardt

EE Cummings

O

K


Wilmot was a prick

Lord Byron liked to
Take it out & put it
Into shift

But me  I've
Had my fill of wine
Women in black
& song

They've left me
With all these
Dirty poems
Which came from
Dirty love

And into
The night
The great abyss

Goes the heart
As well

Alone








Poet, Writer, Author & even a Minister over the last 25 years R.M. Engelhardt has been published in such magazines as Thunder Sandwich, Rusty Truck, Writers' Resist, Dry Land Lit, Hobo Camp Review & many others.

 He currently lives and writes in Upstate NY where he runs the Troy Poetry Mission. A last stop open mic for poets who like to share their work before going to San Francisco or hell.

www.rmengelhardt.com 




Friday, June 7, 2019

EAST BROADWAY. by Darryl Graff



Snow is falling
The masses
Mass
Cigarette dangling
Head down
I plunge
Into the morning









I am a NYC construction worker and writer.  My non fiction stories have appeared in Akashic Books, Hipocampus Magazine, Foliate Oak,


Da Chuna and elsewhere.