The Ramingo’s Porch – “Home is a Subjective Noun” a poem By James Dennis Casey IV

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Home is a Subjective Noun

wearing remains
of wasted days
losing myself
to the heart
of hearts
in bad
company Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – “zombies of the metropolis” And Another Poem By Sudeep Adhikari

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zombies of the metropolis

i walked through her smelly
alleys, most of the time looking for nothing-
through her dilapidated overhead bridges

that always smelled of piss
where the street kids were lying half-dead- Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – A New Poem By John Yamrus

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had to accept

fact that

was destined Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – “Blue Brassieres” By Kushal Poddar

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Blue Brassieres

Your blue brassiere smells of roses. I stop dressing up for the dinner. My hands untie my checkered tie. The next door neighbor’s bell is the only noise.

You watch me from the corner of your soul. No. No. No. You scream. Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – “Good Time Girl” And Other Poems By Bradford Middleton

Ramingo Unknown Author's Immage


I just want to get fucked
Fucked up on booze
Fucked up on weed
Fucked up by a good-time girl
Who’ll show me love
For the briefest glimmer
Before leaving me feeling
Lower than low and as usual
All alone again
Oh for a good-time girl right now! Continua a leggere

Call Me Guido – A Tribute To Italian American Culture By Mike Fiorito


What does it means to be an Italian American in USA? Well it’s not only about eating pizza and singing Sinatra’s songs during weddings. When I started reading the short story collection of Mike Fiorito, I understood what an Italian American guy told me once: “We’ve got it in the blood”. Continua a leggere

The Ramingo’s Porch – “Here Come The Rats” A Poem By John Grey

Ramingo Unknown Author's Immage




Maybe rats started out
content to live
in riverbanks,
trashcan alleys,
and perhaps,
in their tiny rodent minds, Continua a leggere