Tag Archive: Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Feb 10

3 poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

The Menace The menace is 26 oz. of smoke at birth. The menace is caged hatreds boiling. The menace is the tips of rattlesnake warnings. The menace is fallen comets dipped in paint. The menace is ugly sex faces in scream. The menace is voodoo bones for dice. The menace is comradery losing the kiddie …

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