I started posting poems on my website years ago, with the intention of sharing a poem every day. Over the years, ‘Poem-a-Day’ became more like ‘Poem-a-Month,” sometimes ‘Poem-a-Fortnight.’ I can’t vouch for the quality of the poems, but I’ll try to post one every day, and hope t…
This is just to inform you that We have here a vast quantity Of your Queen Anne’s lace. It is strewn everywhere, Along roadside ditches, In highway med…
Austin Smith
The train no longer runs through this village. The tracks have grown over with weeds that say It has been at least a year that we have been Allowed to …
Austin Smith
In the beginning The wheelbarrow Wanted two wheels But was denied This request One was determined To be enough And anyway It was told It was being Give…
Austin Smith
Reading the word inauguration for the hundredth time I caught it carrying the word augur inside it. Augur, as in the priest in ancient Rome who was ask…
Austin Smith
Kids in seed company hoodies kept closed with safety pins are burning old stanchions their grandfathers milked in taking turns jumping over the bonfire…
Austin Smith
Our fürher Who farts in sevens Shallowed he lie shame Thigh dingdong dumb Die kill for fun On earth as it is in weapons Sieve us this gray our daily dr…
Austin Smith
The museum is closed now. Night, falling all evening, can finally be said to have fully fallen. The guards are heading home on commuter trains, even th…
Austin Smith
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