The Ramingo’s Porch – “Five Finger Discount” by Catfish McDaris

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Five Finger Discount

Nasty Jack was a greaseball biker
from near the Mexican border, he
got his name from his Levis being
so stiff, he could stand them up in
the corner awaiting his reentrance Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – Six Poems By John Yamrus

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the thing

about
you and me

(she said)

the thing that
draws us
together Continua a leggere

OPEN CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS – Send your best works to RAMINGO! right now

RAMINGO!

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Hey folks it’s time to submit again! But there are a few things that are changed here. You were used to know The Ramingo’s Porch, our quarterly printed magazine, but due to the high costs of realization, we decided to change it into an e-magazine, publishing selected submissions continuosly.

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The Ramingo’s Porch – “Remembering The Ocean” And Other Poems By Marianne Szlyk

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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 – “Off The Road” And Other Poems By John Grey

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OFF THE ROAD

He dreams of that old Thunderbird
with the bullet-nosed hood,
the way it idled like a Bengal tiger’s gut
at the stop light on Cross and Barnes,
the sweet low whine of the turbo,
his foot as eager as a finger
to press that accelerator trigger
as two dolt-heads rolled up on either side,
one in a battered Chevy and
the other, a sleek Corvette. Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – Five Poems By Jeff Bagato

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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

The Ramingo’s Porch – “To A Dead Cat” A Poem By Ethan Goffman

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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