joe weil | life had gotten…

Life had gotten
too clever for Hondo Molovinski. Cleverness was at the core of all his broken relationships: clever women, yoga instructors and lawyers, women from rich families who slummed with Hondo because he was reasonably good looking, knew the names of obscure punk bands, and could fuck all night with the aid of a [...]

dave roskos | dollar bill wall paper

dollar bill wall paper
42 year old collages
cut & paste hippie
meat zen kaleidoscope
texts
suicide shotguns
put to rest
dead beatniks
dead bukowski
dead Dave Church
in a lurch
slumped over the
wheel of his cab
attic apartment
scattered w/ poems
& letters
snow is falling
on Providence
the junkies asleep
in their crips w/o cares
wake-up in a cardboard box
on a heating grate
Dave Roskos, fall 2009

Much more on Dave Roskos can be [...]

dave roskos | sunday morning 1/4 to 6

sunday morning 1/4 to 6
winter in new jersey
pity the poor flea market vendors
out there in the cold-dark
desperate for a dollar
some living in their vehicles
selling junk out of broke down
winnebago’s w/ bad timing belts

pickup trucks full of scrap metal
traffic tickets
for failure to make
repairs
asshole cops
administrators of hardship
a light dusting of snow
belongings under blue tarps
on wet asphalt

hard [...]

dave roskos | if the shoe fits stick it up your ass

if the shoe fits stick it up your ass
a “real book”
I want my poems
published in a real book,
the poet whined.
a real book
w/a real spine
& a real cover
w/ a real barcode
on the back
so it can be sold
in real book stores
the poet blind
to the barcode
on her forehead
an mfa in creative writing
nothing to show for it
but debt.
Dave Roskos [...]

ken greenley | don’t fall in

DON’T FALL IN
I remember well the times I was sent up
to work with the guys in Bulk Manufacturing
Way up on the third floor of the cosmetics factory
Where I worked the graveyard shift as a young man
A substitute for guys who called in sick
Up I’d go in the elevator
to factory heaven
At least that’s what my co-workers [...]

ed galing | calling bukowski

todd moore | dave roskos, the editor’s editor

If

you are a small press poet and you haven’t heard of Dave Roskos or read anything published by Iniquity Press/Vendetta Books, or, at least settled back in an easy chair with an issue of Big Hammer and a drink, then you are so far behind in the game you may as well collect your chips and leave quietly, preferably by the back door. Roskos has been writing poetry since 1979 and publishing Iniquity Press since 1988.

dave roskos, the editor’s editor

If

you are a small press poet and you haven’t heard of Dave Roskos or read anything published by Iniquity Press/Vendetta Books, or, at least settled back in an easy chair with an issue of Big Hammer and a drink, then you are so far behind in the game you may as well collect your chips and leave quietly, preferably by the back door. Roskos has been writing poetry since 1979 and publishing Iniquity Press since 1988.

matt borkowski | uptown-down!

UPTOWN-DOWN!

david roskos | fall & all

Fall & All