Luck is a mental disorder
of cinnamon and cheap beer
are kickstarting fashion shows
we dial revolution
then call the cops when we get scared.
humans are naturally malleable
the evolution of creativity is testimony to your ability to adapt
Writing as if I was the first Man to evolve on Earth. There is a spirit to kidnap and harbor in your rib cage.
Hitchhiking poems across the Internet
The Traveling Poet is sticking it’s thumb back out and seeking literary rides across the internet.
A son of Nostrovia! Poetry, The Traveling Poet has the following message for you:
Hello. I am The Traveling Poet. I hitchhike around the internet seeking experiences. I am habitually bored with much of the literature I stumble through, and seek innovation, extremists, those who are not afraid to…
Raccoons are not too intoxicated to tear down a building
We are organizing in mass to be a force that will be destroyed before the Enemy even knows we are there. Who aroused the riot of Runt Raccoons everywhere? Who pushed us to stick our tongues in cracks in the system?
The Bosses we can’t get off our backs. The bang bang and ratatatat of police militarization. The War on Drugs. The rejection of Sincerity, the rejection of Love. The abuse of…
Internet Poetry, affordable passion
I don’t feel creative clicking and scrolling
Passion cannot be afforded by everyone
Sometimes Freedom won’t feel real unless it’s stolen
The single mother working 50 hours a week to support 5 children
Folks who have the usual explosives pointed at the vicinity of their family’s heads
The millionaires who are not yet millionaires
Financial dreams scramble over each other’s bodies like angry spiders…
Literary journals I want to eat and have been eaten by
Here are some journals I’ve been published by:
Zygote in my Coffee / Dead Beats / Black Listed Magazine / 13 Myna Birds / Literary Orphans / My Favorite Bullet / Voicemail Poems / Counterexample Poetics / Empty Mirror / Mad Swirl / Decades Review / Bohemia
Here are some journals I want to be published by:
We are sticking our thumb
We’ve been on hiatus for a good chunk of time now, resting our body and traveling soul, and are not meandering our way back towards the on ramp and sticking our thumb out.
Want to give us a lift? Submit your poetry, art, and photography to us when we reopen October 1st to help us make our way across the literary landscape.
We have a new editor among our ranks, poet Scott-Patrick Mitchell, new…
Terpischore’s Atrium with Jeremiah Walton
3.The most striking aspect about your poems is their exploration of the jagged, raw, and scarred realms of language and human experience, as opposed to the prim manicured composition many of the poets strive for. Poems such as ‘Campfire Psalms of the Lost and Angry ’,‘ Fearful 3 and ‘Where I found God’ are beautiful and unique precisely because of their haunting imagery, forceful language and a…
Self-aware Poems & Poems About Poetry
“THERE’S A POEM IN THE MIRROR! I SEE IT!”
Poems that know that they’re poems, or critique poetry, seem to have harnessed a bad reputation, a ball-gag that tastes like filth.
I dig them though. Poems that are passionate and provoke emotion are good poems, at least in my little corner of subjectivity. I dig writing that employs strong images, and leaves a taste of itself (whether sour, sweet,…
Another asshole peddling personal beliefs
Humanity is really fucking up.
And I don’t know what to do about it. Do you?
The Apathy of our Species
published in Screaming With Brevity
Poets, come out of your closets
“Books & Shovels was not initially a station wagon. It was a frame pack on the back of founder Jeremiah Walton, a 19 year old poet from New Hampshire, U.S.A.. Hitchhiking at the time, Jeremiah operated a small distribution operation, street performing and hitting shows to spread the publications he released through his indie press, Nostrovia! Poetry, and for UndergroundBooks, a New York City…
10 Horrible Writing Habits
10. Recycling Counter Cultures
I played this game for a long time, and I’m trying to edge off of it. I wrote Ginsberg-esque poems that were poor imitations. The Beats have nearly vanished, and yes, they are amazing writers, but their voice is not that of today, their America has withered, it is today, the 21st century we must engage with.
9. Re-creating Dead People’s Sound
Okay, this is…
Art, Passion, Digging up the Underground
On the opposite end of the scale I’ve seen people (I’m sure we all have) stuck in a job they despise. I’ve witnessed how it sucks the life out of you. Leaves you as empty and hollow as an Easter egg. And what good is living in the nice part of town, or driving a fancy car, when you can barely stand the idea of getting up in the morning, or when the thought of arriving at work sends chills of…