Eat, Run, Stay Fit And Die Anyway death is the after-party and I am wearing my Sunday finest because when they dig me up they will see a formed, firm, finessed fossil ready to lay down for my right to remain dead Thomas Fucaloro is the author of two books of poetry published by … Continue reading The VGP Literate No. 18
Poetry
The VGP Flashback #4
Headbanging Thunder fizzles out— Hector the room mechanic selling strawberries on the corner of Jones & Tropicana, off white Bentleys roll by... Heavy metal strippers sliding down silver poles to greet salacious mobs— cheap beer & buzz cuts, fake tans & spandex dreams over-compensating alpha-morons swingin' bullshit shovels. Clinking bottles of Cristal, wowed by an … Continue reading The VGP Flashback #4
Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 4
Exhaled blank vault to an abyss reduced my shadow my shadow cast upon bare white walls brail of death of an insurmountable blindness filth of corrupt night endless storm of the unflexed hand that quivers beneath the weight of the dark churning the pale pulse laughter of where the ripe blood has flown stripped bare … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 4
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