The Spring/Summer 2026 issue of Rat’s Ass Review has been released with a full house of “outlaw” poetry. I’m grateful to be included with one poem called “Some Assembly Required.” You can read the full issue here.

My poem “Singing through the Flats” was published last week in the online journal Rat’s Ass Review Fall/Winter 2025 issue. It’s been a while, so I’m pleased to appear on the pages of this fine journal for outlaw poetry. You can read the full poem here.

Rat’s Ass Review is an online poetry journal filled with non-academic and outlaw work of serious intent and close attention to craft. The huge Winter 2020 issue was just released today. You can check it out here.

I’m very pleased to be represented with one poem, “Clawing with a Drumstick.” It’s fairly close to the top as you scroll down to read the full issue.

Online poetry journal Rat’s Ass Review just released its Summer 2020 issue, crammed with loads of great poetry, much with that straightforward, real life focus found in the best outlaw work. I’m pleased to be represented with two poems, “Keeping It Forever” and “Holding On Tight.” These pieces are from a series about an imaginary relationship between the narrator and a girl named Billie. You can read the complete issue here.

Just received my copy of Slipstream #39 in the mail yesterday. This new issue is themed “Boneyards, Junkyards and Backyards”–80 pages of poetry in an outlaw mode. Lots of great stuff, judging by the brief time I’ve flipped through it. This is a print-only magazine, so copies can be purchased direct through the journal’s website.

I’m pleased to be represented here with one poem, “A Bone and Its Dog.”

The Summer 2019 issue of Rat’s Ass Review was released today. Lots of great work here in what would probably be called the “outlaw” vein, so I’m pleased that my poem “Watching that Fire” made the cut for this issue. You can read the full piece here. My piece is the third from the top, only cause it’s arranged alphabetically by author.

Today, outlaw poetry magazine Ramingo’s Porch published five of my poems: “Rabbit Toilet Fantasy,” “The Desperate Ones,” “Another Hit for History,” “Plastic Surgeon Voyeur,” and “Bag of Bones.” You can read them here.

I didn’t actually intend to get published in this journal so soon after the last time; it’s a happy accident. I thought I was submitting to their special print issue with the the theme “Sex.” So I rounded up the dirtiest pieces I had and sent them in. Turns out that “Sex Issue” was released last month, and its deadline closed last August! It’s available on Amazon.

It may be worth noting that “Rabbit Toilet Fantasy,” partially seen below, is written from the perspective of the trickster rabbit character that showed up in a few poems. “The Desperate Ones” features Casanova as a character.

Though it started as a print journal, Ramingo’s Porch recently brought its showcasing of outlaw poetry online. I’m pleased that three of my poems appeared on the Ramingo’s site today: “It’s a Lapdog Thing,” “Maggot Picnic,” and “Ass Dragging on the Main Line.” You can read them here.

The Winter 2018 issue of Rat’s Ass Review has just been released, featuring a large assortment of poems on everyday subjects in plain language. The authors are arranged alphabetically, which is the only reason my work sits at the top; two of my poems made the cut: “Trailing the Blues” and “That Was My First Wife.” You can read them here.

I should note that while “Trailing” was based on a real person I saw in a liquor store one day (while adding to my rum collection), “First Wife” is complete fiction; for one thing, I was never in the army.

Outlaw Poetry is an online journal comprising a who’s who of outlaw poets. So I’m very pleased to appear in their pages again, this time with three poems: “Joyce in Washington,” “On a Roll,” and “Women’s Work is Never Done.” You can read them here.

The first two pieces are based on real people and events. When I was temping at the USPS headquarters many years ago, Joyce worked there as an administrative assistant. She was a real character, very unique for DC, who I couldn’t resist writing about. One detail that didn’t make the poem was the vibrating pillow she used to sit on to soothe her back.

“On a Roll” is the second of two poems I wrote, more or less transcribing one of my dad’s rants in a New Jersey hotel room after a very long day helping my sister move from her apartment. When he’s on a roll, he’s on a roll.