An Exercise by James Landrith An exercise… It’s just an exercise Of wits Intolerance Immaturity Fear Prejudice The abstract qualities Which we loathe but cling to with our last breath […]

Eveready Blues by James Landrith Alkaline death is not dramatic Yet it’s more than an inconvenience Music stops mood is hard to maintain it was nice while it lasted good […]

Let Me Say Yes To J. Yandow by James Landrith Tim, I look at my shelf You ask what I see Tim, its what I don’t see Completion is the […]

Precious Babble by James Landrith precious babble Bitch, you don’t know I like this idea Hard to comprehend yet it will work itself out into something that wins the critics […]

Tribute to Anne Sexton by James Landrith Is this how the lonely masturbator began? nights of selflessness and cerebral debate over trivial issues without ever an answer. (07 Apr 1991 […]

Upon Late Entry To The Amherst by James Landrith that pulitzer will look nice next to various other honors which have no bearing on reality 15 minutes in the spotlight […]

Grant by James Landrith your European manner has no place here you are the dandelion in the rosebush but so elegant and sophisticated in your own mind as we all […]

Lauren by James Landrith You reached out when rejection was expected. Affection in place of hatred. Love for such a lonely man. Your shocking approval has spawned many dreams. Hope […]