Two Poems by Ag Synclair

 

she said never use gossamer in a poem

and while it isn’t likely
that I ever would

I have used mottled
and oleander

words I’m sure
she’d deem equally offensive,
yet, no matter how much time we spend
cheating on them with others

we circle back around
to the same old books

the same music
the same shit

stuck to the
same shoes
to words
that should never

be used
in poems

 

Photography © TJ Edson
Photography © TJ Edson

cutting and pasting after whiskey/before coffee

usually results in
more than just a few
fuck/shit moments
when the sign at the coffeehouse
reads; beheaded smoothies

when simple submission guidelines
legalities
and formatting

become more ponderous
than conservative politics, and

the fauxhemian hipster
toiling over his
shitty poetry.

 

When he isn’t publishing The Montucky Review and editing poetry at The Bookends Review, Ag Synclair walks a tightrope between banality and certifiability. Widely published in the small presses, he manages to fly under the radar. Deftly.

TJ Edson is the Art Director of Oddball Magazine and a volunteer at the Out of The Blue Art Gallery. He has also had work appear recently in Terrarium.

 

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