why we like rolling thunder quarterly/ 6 poems by pd lyons

Hell yes~ These are awesome! I’d love to use all of them for the fall issue. I’ll keep you posted as the release approaches in late October.

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Rolling Thunder Quarterly: Fall 2013

Paperback, 108 Pages
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Edited by Tommy Anthony. featuring Kevin Catalano, Jeff Kappell, Rachael Delamar, Anne Carrath Donoghue, Raven Nicole Hughes, Chiisai, Glenn Killman, Alex, Alyssa, Sarah Brooks, Sally Deskins, Kim Farleigh, Crazy Lombardo the Master of Pork, Jim Lopez, PD Lyons, Bethany W. Pope, Fernando Meisenhalter, Matt Morris, Simon Rogghe, Kris Ryan, Emily, Lyn Friberg, Tara, Tali, Stacie Thompson, Trinity, Penelope Tyson, Laura Madeline Wiseman, Leena Worthy, and David S. Pointer
Women Buying Guns In America
Smash the fuckin’ TV walk barefoot in the snow
Pierce ourselves with steel
Chew tequila worms ‘til the hand of god wipes our mouths
Piss wherever, say whatever fuck whoever
Fearless with the night of any street of any place
And no Thelma and Louise
We don’t die
Don’t even get caught
We hide
Disguised as geriatric cunts
Happy enough to sleep now
Two ends of the same rope coiled
Richly deserved never never land
Surrendered, only to each other
Our Peter Pan tongues.


Crazy teenage slut
She wasn’t really the pretty sort but she wasn’t all that bad.
She wasn’t really very smart you might-a called her dumb.
But she was great for givin’ head and if you treated her just right
She’d fuck your friends as well.
And somehow she didn’t mind it,
All those guys that loved her all those nights,
Even though they’d just look right through her in the school day light.
Yeah some how she didn’t mind it she made it be alright
And every boy that loved her grew up to be a man.
And every man one of them married other girls,
The kinda girls that wouldn’t care about her even if they knew.
And maybe she still thinks about it, maybe years go by.
And maybe she hears about them, their new lives and their wives.
And maybe she goes out and gets herself a gun,
She seen it on TV, she knows it can be done.
Finds out where they live, where they work, where they go to church.
And you know there’s nothing to it, just knock at the door, an appointment at four, a seat on the aisle.
Just give em a smile. Just say hello. Just see what they say.
And later in the court room with all the visits done
Tell the judge “I’m sorry for all those things I done.
Sorry for them guys and for their families. But wasn’t it just like they said
Too stupid to even be a whore; just a crazy teen age slut?
So you see it is insanity your honour not no murder one.
I was and still am crazy that’s what each one said…”
And maybe she still thinks about it
Maybe years go by.

Plus four more poems by pd lyons

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