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June 2024

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Poetry

Brett Evans


18



Eve Jobs, who knew-- funny firecracker
with bated jodhpurs


I’m by the corner store
boudin sign


please take my call


O it says “Hot”
Boudin


there goes that guy


carrying his cardboard beg sign
like a dead raccoon


that spot by the river
where everyone but everyone
will be watching
the Eclipse



19



He’s not tipsy he’s my brother
After the laughter a lack of undies
Only a fool


headless corpse found
out at topless bar


Johnson’s Concrete v
Concrete’s Johnson



20



Minnesota nurses strike v
homeless mermaid clochard


pink pilsner v “I can smell time”
Saxon Princess v King Egfrith


Still lusting after Ms Moldanado, typing teacher,
after all these epochs



21



narrow alley v skinny ally, ahoy


a bowling ball of butcher knives v
insider baseball


wallflower v Allflower


chess v chaos. It was like watching piss run down
the hill I’d rather watch pissrun downhill
delightful ruddiness for us is the color of breezes


metacognition v metamucil


Dinosaur v Nirvana



22



Duck duck goose v pink pink haunted


Pink Pilsner v pink pumpkin v haunted whopper


stolen kisses v pump purses for next of kin


Some Girls v some limes v no lime left behind


your tub full of bubbles & yr cigar box guitar



23



If shy, wear AINTS bag


This was just before I burst into flame



24



Flames jumped from treetop to treetop v
Man takes a shit on dogwalk
mail that poem thru the TV
And Taint the Plaintiff


I shit you not, Four Quartets is full of Whitman
inside outtakes


erectile dysfunction v escalation domination



25





Eugenie scoffs
I had some Warhol broth for dinner


Let's fun


crank the Dinosaur
and cut the merliton vines
off of Robert's house



26



merliton v melatonin


Everybody drank everything


The spirit of the nonsense


Eat Bertha’s Mussels v wild animals
affection-trained at Africa, USA



Contributor

Brett Evans

Brett Evans lives in New Orleans-- once near the bayou, now Lake-adjacent. He hearts pho, ferries, and half-feral beagles. He is a founding member of the 'tit-Rex parade, vocalist for the band Skin Verb, and author of I Love This American Way of Life and (with Chris Shipman) Keats Is Not The Problem.