Joni Mitchell was right all along: we don’t know what we’ve got till it’s gone
He sits in the dark in the corner, clutching a book he bought today he didn’t need and can’t afford, […]
dustin from 2002
dustin wore sutter-brand jeans and striped polos from aeropostale and pacific sun that’s what they called it back then it […]
In Which I Encounter Dr. Strange
estranged from flesh, floating upside down to go forward the way time turns into itself the way a person turns […]
after supper
cigarettes after supper are the best if you listen to man river boy got them blue suede shoes like Elvis […]
COMING SOON TO THIS PAGE
The word spectacular {please check your local newspaper for date & time) Louis Phillips is the author of over 50 books […]
Pizza Rat
began as an ordinary rodent gray, uninteresting even to others of his kind. One day city officials decided to clean […]
Chris Farley
My daughter’s hair is now long enough For her to wake up with bedhead. She’ll stand in her crib, gripping […]
Head First
I really hopeyou weren’t therethe day I divedhead firstinto the wavestrying to find outif I might be asea monster Almost […]
Expectations of the Evening
The three meat and four cheese frozen lasagne and the “restaurant-style” dough balls with the garlic butter (free of either […]
just because you hurt people doesn’t mean I want to beat you
suckling at the suture of a hyper-realism likea colour will pass through your lipsfill up your stomachlike a steak knife, […]
elegy for ahsab
Abecedarian after Diablo II Ahsab died for the last time outside Lut Gholein, his sick body slack in what might […]
Two Poems By Louis Phillips
AFTER 5 MAI TAIS After 5 mai tais My ma ties My ties. THE SEARCH FOR THE PERFECT ENDING TO […]
My Dear Mr Resetti
It has been so long I know, and perhaps I stayed away from embarrassment or shame or, yes, maybe even […]
private collection
when did you first realize you were a drain on your family, i love asking people answers vary! some figured […]
On my Icelandic boyfriend’s first time in the American Midwest
We stop at a Wendy’s outside of Pittsburgh Because you want Real American Fast Food ™ And I prefer the […]
2 Poems by Richard LeDue
Burned by the Years Crashed and blown up again in F-Zero, as I can’t believe I was ever good at […]