THE BLACKENED BLUES, One Poem at a Time: Joey Kocur’s Fist
I’m happy to announce that my first poetry collection, The Blackened Blues, is available wherever you buy books (yes, *wherever*, so you don’t have to put more money in Rocket Man’s…
I’m happy to announce that my first poetry collection, The Blackened Blues, is available wherever you buy books (yes, *wherever*, so you don’t have to put more money in Rocket Man’s…
April, according to this poet, is the cruelest month. April, according to these lovers of poetry, is National Poetry Month, and the only cruelty is metaphorical (which isn’t to say T.S. Eliot was being…
Gratitude for Sport Literate for publishing this one (2016). Joey Kocur’s Fist Imagine a piano pounded to the point where its ivory bones are chipped. The black keys leaking…