Victor Clevenger hopes for the more exciting side of death, as he spends his days in a Madhouse and his nights writing poetry. His latest poetry collections include Congenital Pipe Dreams (Spartan Press, 2017), Sandpaper Lovin’ (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2017) and tom farris is my brother (CWP Collective Press, 2017).
the women were all songbirds; I wanted every goddamn one
Here are three poems recently published at Punch Drunk Press. Many thanks to the editors! “time travel” for crissy staton a bottle of strawberry hill on… Read more “Punch Drunk Press”
keeping this thing up to date, it has been forever!! This year has been pretty damn great and instead of writing it all down…..I’m just going to… Read more “I Suck at…..”
since the last time….