Sexual Seasons we bitch about how beauty loses its luster within the added layers of comfort i tell you about how i’ve not seen the marks that stretch across this city’s stomach in weeks then you say screw you october & november & december & i say screw you january & february too it’s march thru september that we love when the cold winds refuse to blow every day down the boulevards we travel like wild animals chasing each other Victor Clevenger spends his days in a Madhouse and his nights writing poetry. Selected pieces of his work have appeared in print magazines and journals around the world; it has also been nominated for the Best of the Net Anthology and the Pushcart Prize. He is the author of several collections of poetry including Sandpaper Lovin’ (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2017), A Finger in the Hornets’ Nest (Red Flag Poetry, 2018), Corned Beef Hash By Candlelight (Luchador Pr...
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