Uber Alles
A poem about (sub)urban youth, political carelessness, contradictions and the criminal justice system. (From Rex Butters)
Why Are We All In This Handbasket?
The crust peels back and all-women are looking into a burning pit of rage…
The Striptease That Was Blamed on Abū Bakr’s Naughty Son
In an age where all our movements and words are tracked, and in which internet call-out culture and aggressive trolls make it difficult for any would-be dissident to express viewpoints that fall outside of party lines, it seems timely to be reminded of the poetry of Al-Andalus and in particular that of arguably its most saucey knave
Praise for the Fallen
A praise poem in the bardic tradition, in honor of a fallen warrior.
Bell Unrung
I've discovered a thick bell inside of me
that elegiac poetry rings
a terribly deep booming
knell