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Two poems by Howie Good

Man on the Verge of a Nervous Breakfast What do you want, Howie? What? Only the thing I was promised, goldenrod and Queen Anne’s lace to gather somewhere and wait for me, and all because the crowd is loud and … Continue reading

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New Poem by Howie Good

MAN WITH THE IRON HEART 1 I tossed more than slept. Blind musicians played hymns the whole time. You never knew where you might encounter a god splattered with blood and men’s brains. The most terrible dreams blew about the … Continue reading

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