As our special gift to you, a special holiday issue featuring all of the writers whose work we’ve been hanging onto far too long. I’m really sorry about that. And bam, just like that we’re all caught up. Thanks for everyone’s love and support this year, I only hope this makes things a little brighterContinue reading “Happy Holidays from Pink Litter”
Category Archives: Poem
Beaten [Poem] by Chris Butler
Beaten Beat me out of me, beat seeds out of me, beat the skin off of me, beat the need out of me, beat me until tender meat, beat me until you’re sticky, beat me until I am sleepy, beat me until my heart ceases. Chris Butler is an illiterate poet shouting from the Quiet Corner of Connecticut. The final two booksContinue reading “Beaten [Poem] by Chris Butler”
Laws of Attraction [Poem] by Larry Oakner
Laws of Attraction How can bodies still elicit sparks when memory persists in melting time and what was shared over thirty years past be just as present in both our minds? Secreted in a wooded room, candlelit, serenaded by the shushing surf, our steaming skin still scented from the scald of mineral springs, I silently lead you by your hand to the table whereContinue reading “Laws of Attraction [Poem] by Larry Oakner”
Going down [Poem] by Larry Oakner
Going down I called her pussy Little Scarlet for it was as red and sticky sweet as English strawberry preserves. But that patch of ruby tangle is long gone, her memory overgrown by seasons passed. But O how delicious she was!
Erotic Exchanges [Poem] by Frederick Foote
Erotic Exchanges She wrote, “Dripping with affection for your erection.” He replied, “Steeling myself in memory of your affection.” She said, “Dreaming of your deep injection.’ He penned, “Longing for your wet, warm reception.” She scribed, “Offering my openings to you without exception.” He closed with, “Here’s toasting our connubial perfection.” She added, “Here’s hopingContinue reading “Erotic Exchanges [Poem] by Frederick Foote”
Two Poems by Wayne F. Burke
spita sweat-hog in the bedbeside me, one of her titsa flattened loaf of bread, theother like a torpedo–I wonder when the last timeshe brushed her teeth;after she spitsinto her handI cannot go through with it:I hang-out at the edge of thebeduntilshe starts to snore. FacialShe took it like a sword-swallowerin and out, thelength of it,Continue reading “Two Poems by Wayne F. Burke”
Frame Chain [Poem] by Peter Mladinic
Schaeffer tells Amanda: Elsie Pym, in her early fifties,her hair coiled, a braided bun on top,took pins from her hair.The coil came undone, her hair fellto the small of her back. When I’d see her mornings in Embersshe’d take my order, her dark-rimmedglasses fastened to a silver chain.The glasses on a chain, the coiled hair,and,Continue reading “Frame Chain [Poem] by Peter Mladinic”
Tinder [Poem] by Noel Negele
It got that badand so I got on Tinderafter being turned downby maybe five or fifteengirls, drunk in barsI’d hit on them with what I thoughtwere good opening linesand some would talk for a few minutesbefore retreating because I guess I dranktoo much, or talked too much, or touched too muchor maybe I’m just notContinue reading “Tinder [Poem] by Noel Negele”