No sooner
do I submit the thing
than a failure notice
appears in my inbox.
Apparently
Modern Drunkard Magazine
no longer reads poetry—
Bukowski said
it’s the small things which
drive a man to the madhouse.
I don’t
know about the madhouse
but I can definitely vouch
for the 12-pack.
Ben Newell lives in Mississippi where he works as a freelance writer and bookseller. His poems have been published online and in print, most recently in The Beatnik Cowboy, Horror Sleaze Trash, and The Scumrag.
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