Psychosis in the Produce Department by Laurel Ann Bogen

A Red Hen Press review: Laurel Ann Bogen writes poetry for those who think they don’t like poetry, review by Steve Kowit

Those as hunts treasure must go alone, at night, and when​​​ they find it they have to leave a little of their blood behind​​​ them. — Loren. Alone I sniffed for buried treasure the tumble of night in your wandering eye  I chose you for your swagger and cutlass...


The Interplay of Words and Rhythm… that’s Poetry.

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