5 Poems – Brian Alan Ellis

  I Just Can’t Pound Warm Cans of Busch Beer in the Backseat of a Car Like I Used To: A Memoir School is cool and all, but Walker Texas Ranger teaches you how to humble someone real good by karate chopping their throat while they eat spaghetti at a strip club, so….       […]

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You’re Gunna Know My Name, Pt. 2 – Drew Buxton

There was a cardboard sign duct-taped to the old neon GoldSky sign: Cockfights, $20 admission. The doorman was short but built, and to Shane he seemed like he could just snap for no reason. The ring was set-up in the old lobby entrance on top of the marble, just before the original green and yellow […]

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