Mark Terrill’s Great Balls of Doubt | Review

Great Balls of DoubtBy Mark TerrillIllustrated by Jon LangfordVerse Chorus Press, 2020127 pages Have you read the poet Mark Terrill? I started...
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Mark Terrill

who knows maybe we’re all going to make it & pull through & get beyond it all but certainly not without the help of someone else who really & truly gives a shit

Mark Terrill

Fucked up that the loved ones / all have to go and even more so / the way they have to do it—

Mark Terrill

360-degree Hieronymus-Bosch-panoramas of / Altamont Speedway at night lodged in the memory / worth more than a drawer full of rotten apples.

Francis Poole & Mark Terrill – Part 8

Tweed's junk need was about to totally overwhelm him so he didn’t bother boiling the works. Then a thought flashed into his squirming brain: "I’ll mix the Djinn Oil with the Blue Messiah’s junk."

Francis Poole & Mark Terrill – Part 7

Black magic, extortion, sorcery, blackmail, trickery, seducing rich men and women in order to obtain money or favors were all areas in which Aicha displayed certain talents and natural-born abilities. But cooking and the preparation of food remained incomprehensible mysteries to her.

Francis Poole & Mark Terrill – Part 6

There in the darkness, sitting on the tomb of Sir Reginald Lister, was Paul Bowles, in the form of yet another spiritual entity, puffing on a black and gold cigarette holder from which protruded a Benson & Hedges cigarette in which the tobacco had been replaced by some high-grade kif.

Francis Poole & Mark Terrill – Part 5

Zodelia tipped the basket of potatoes into the sink to start washing and peeling them for the evening dinner. Out of the bottom of the basket there tumbled a slithering knot of huge black centipedes, spilling out of the sink and dropping onto the floor.

Francis Poole & Mark Terrill – Part 4

“So, Aicha,” Burroughs said, sighting along the tiny barrel of the pearl-handled derringer. “I assume you’re familiar with the story of William Tell?”

Francis Poole & Mark Terrill – Part 3

He unwrapped the parcel and Burroughs and Dean and Brunhilde saw the papier-mâché replicas of Dean’s two-piece tombstone. “What the fuck?” Burroughs said as the three of them watched.

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