Anthony Madrid’s Limericks, Illustrated by Mark Fletcher

Anthony Madrid and Mark Fletcher   Limerick No. 4 (2013) Poem by Anthony Madrid. Illustration by Mark Fletcher Limerick No. 7 (2013)...
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Re: Word: Richard Jackson

I should have begun with that warning sound, / I should have begun when the sun crossed the town of Houla, / Syria, brushing the bodies of the massacred children. They look / like carefully wrapped cocoons. // Here, time slips down / the side of a building as if it were only a shadow.

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Re: Word: Nick Demske

Rock on / London. Rock on Chicago. The kaleidoscope of daybreak shatters smooth across horizon. Be glad / Lil' B did this for you. He is a Human Sacrafice.

Andrew Cox

Clapping comes at the end but it is not because / We were happy about what we just heard...

Emily Bludworth de Barrios

I would like one thing to become clear, / then another. // Praise on you / who have your clear values to live for.

Eldon (Craig) Reishus

Murphy, Finn's father, badly loved to drink beer and net smelt, and one bastard, roaring autumn night above the last mean plummet to Lake Superior, he was swept without a cry to a premature death.

Ricky Garni

I love staring at glass bricks, though, and looking at sparkling bottles of whiskey. They look like treasures. They are treasures! I love to look at treasures.

Dolly Lemke

Thank you, boss, I really needed a Tiffany’s key chain // I definitely get the passion, Boss says / It’s like golf / Poetry = golf // Vomit...

Keith Driver

Everyone was writing a novel that started, "I was born and it was Tuesday and these / things stayed true for the rest of my life." / Everyone was helping her parents fall in love in the distant past

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