Literarisches Events (in and around Lawrence KS)

  • PATRICIA LOCKWOOD. Lawrence. Thursday, September 11, 7:00 p.m., Spooner Hall, KU Campus.
  • PATRICIA LOCKWOOD. Lawrence. Friday, September 19, 7:00 p.m. Lawrence Public Library. Sponsored by Raven Bookstore.
  • DENNIS ETZEL, JR. & RACHEL CROSS. Lawrence. Thursday, September 25, 7:00 p.m., Raven Bookstore, 6 E. 7th St.
  • TONY TRIGILIO. Lawrence. Thursday, Oct. 2, 4:00 p.m., English Room, Kansas Union, KU Campus. FREE.
  • CALEB PUCKETT & JUSTIN RUNGE. Lawrence. Thursday, October 16, 7:00 p.m., Raven Bookstore, 6 E. 7th St.
  • BEN LERNER. Kansas City, MO. Thursday, October 23, 7:00 p.m., Epperson Auditorium, Vanderslice Hall on the KCAI campus, 4415 Warwick Blvd.
  • KRISTIN LOCKRIDGE & ROBERT DAY. Lawrence. Thursday, December 4, 7:00 p.m., Raven Bookstore, 6 E. 7th St.

Saturday, July 26, 2014


children on the tops of trains
look like zombies to us
do they want to eat our brains
they do want to eat

our iron dome grows rusty
the world will get in
our steely guns are trusty
we’ll just kill it

doe-eyed fox on one-way street
alive for a wink of time
carrion creatures get the meat
the carcasses we create

Monday, July 21, 2014


America, you have issues around death.
Take -- home of
the Original Intimidator Duckskull --
it’s a way of saying You think you can
get away just by flying, motherfucker?  
Banks & bosses will break my bones, but
if it flies, it dies, so don’t even think.
[Affect incredulous, cocky, vaguely
threatening smirk.]
                                  It’s not even real,
this duckskull, all one word. It’s made
in USA of polymer resin, handpainted
to look like an angry dead bird skull  
w/eyes. Angry b/c it’s dead? Or angry on
yr account, like a guardian ghostcock?

If I had an animal skull on my rear view,
to remind me of the fractional life
I control, I’d think I’d died & gone
to heaven. I do have an animal skull, but
covered with flesh, not even dead, so
out of la mode, out of the loop, out of
necro-everything: the empty swamp,
the truck, the me . . .