Rabbit Toilet Fantasy
In a box by the bed
a camera light red
hidden, obscene
tapes your fuck scene
you roll, you undress,
there’s a spot you caress— Continua a leggere
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The Ramingo’s Porch – “To A Dead Cat” A Poem By Ethan Goffman
To a Dead Cat
Your body lay crushed and broken in the street
one eyeball bulging out, floating atop a crimson crest.
In life you had been
sleek and black
a fleeting shadow
glimpsed from the window.
I called animal control
to come pick up your broken body
the remnant that had been you. Continua a leggere
The Ramingo’s Porch – “Angel Deleted” A Short Story By Titus Green
“I mean, just how many hours does a person need to spend taking selfies?”
Jim chuckled at the recent sight that had begotten this whimsical, half-drunken rhetorical question: a young Asian woman in a floppy white hat and billowing dress immersed in her makeshift photo booth on the sands of a picturesque Thai beach.
Jim’s drinking companion rolled his eyes and shook his head at the absurdity of this behaviour, before taking a swig of beer. There was a brief silence as the sweltering humidity of Southern Thailand enforced its lethargy. They sat at a plastic table, luxuriating in the squalid captivity of their holiday-apartment bar. Palm fronds drooped over the chalky blue water of the nearby swimming pool. Continua a leggere
The Ramingo’s Porch – Three Poems By Jeff Bagato
It’s a Lapdog Thing
Clever little generals
barking along a pissed out path,
hoping a smaller pisser
than themselves laid down the trail;
no one likes to take Goliath,
‘cause a slingshot may fail
to do the business— Continua a leggere
The Ramingo’s Porch – “The Career of A Lifetime” By Scott Simmons
The Career of A Lifetime
My dream in life was always to become a professional horse breeder.
Many thought that it was because of my love of horses or biology in high school. Continua a leggere
The Ramingo’s Porch – “Remembering The Ocean” & “After October” (a tribute poem to Felino A. Soriano) by Marianne Szlyk
Remembering the Ocean
I remember the ocean when it
cleansed me, leaving only mussel shells,
stones, seaweed clinging to my legs,
smooth lozenges of opaque brown glass,
like salty versions of Grandma’s cough drops.
Zinc white gulls wheeled above waves Continua a leggere
The Ramingo’s Porch – Four Poems By Yuan Changming
Man Is the Only Animal
That Blushes. Or Needs To. – Mark Twain
Or that can remain on friendly terms, says Samuel
Butler, with the victims he intends to eat until he
Eats them; that shows interest in the sex lives of
Other animals; that is able to invent a story and
Spread it over time and space; that insists on its
Uniqueness, superiority and omniscience; that Continua a leggere
