dead and dying poets with regards to Bill Sovern, and also Charlie Newman (who as far as I know ain’t dead yet) everywhere I look dead and dying poets out on blue highways celebrating another bang up show stalled out along the road but their words are still needed dead and dying poets cold in …
Tag: Jonathan S Baker
Apr 19
2 poems by Jonathan S Baker
The first bit of Trump’s second term as a dream after a spicy late night snack with a glass of milk. I’m an adult, I’m back in the home I grew up in. The place that doesn’t exist anymore and everyone remembers differently. Outside the yard is overgrown and filled with signs, written insults directed …
Feb 26
Human by Jonathan S Baker
Human A mail carrier, age 45, divorced, living in the midwest, enjoys contemporary folk rock, has a dog, smokes cigarettes, doesn’t drink, susceptible to hypnotic suggestion, full head of hair, blue eyes, 6 foot tall, a bit overweight, kind of jumpy, preoccupied with the fear that he is subconsciously driven by deep seated racial bias, …