Time to put yourself out there. Sign up for one of our great contests, like The Sidecar. Or take the plunge, be brave and submit for our next issue. Print

Check it out...
News & Events

News & Events

Get caught up on PBQ’s latest news and events! Don’t miss a thing!

Check it out...

Latest News

Join the “Club,” Get Siel Ju’s New Chapbooks

August 28th, 2014

In Issue 80 you’ll find some amazing short poems from Siel Ju. “Cleaner” is about a world of machines and Lego men that can be utopian or dystopian, depending on


You’ll Probably Get “Attached” to Anne Woodworth’s Collection

August 26th, 2014

Anne Harding Woodworth does an amazing job of painting a vivid picture with words. All you need to do is read her poem “Wire Man” in Issue 63 and you’re


Get All Tom & Jerry at our August Slam

August 25th, 2014

You can race cars, you can race horses…and you can race mice? Join us at the Pen & Pencil Club (1522 Latimer St.) on August 28th at 7:30 p.m. as


Blythe Davenport’s New Book is Filled with Brotherly Love

August 22nd, 2014

Since PBQ began in Philly, we love it when our contributors publish pieces centered on the city of our birth. That’s why we’re excited to talk about Blythe Davenport’s first


Michael Broder’s Poetry Collection is Full of “Life”

August 21st, 2014

We just can’t get enough of Michael Broder: we published him in three separate issues of PBQ! In #69, “My First Ten Plague Years” was a forceful piece about sex


More Posts >>


Tina Clowes Kay

The great escape

E.S looked around his drab grey surroundings, 

Elvis Sea-dream to you and me 
Elephant Seal to them.

Eyed the camera, that blasted eye

always pointing in his direction,

watching his every move.

The paddling pool,

well, what else could it be? 
A poor imitation of the sea 
barely enough for a tip toe in.

"Hell No!

I’ve got to go, 
this will never do.
My needs are much too grand for this,
why cant they understand?

I need room and lots of it.

I like space and this lacks it,
unticks my every box.

Don’t get me wrong

I’m a friendly kind of seal,

I like to get along
but that dammed EYE in the sky

always eyeing me


Give a guy a break

for dignities sake

I need me some


Elvis sighed

“Well I sure won’t miss you

that for sure”.

Clapped his flappers

One, two

One, two.

It was time to rock and roll…

In flew Sid his partner in crime.

A seagull, but still

he had the gall 
of any seal he knew.

“You know the drill”
“Aye Aye Captain”

and off he flew.

Raised his tail
aimed, fired,

with a wham bam and a squirt

blinded that dammed eye.

“Thanks Sid,
my old pal.
I owe you one,
I’ll never forget what you did.

Ha! Ha!”

With that said, he waddled off.

Donning his darkest shades

the ones that gave a,

I mean business,

tad sinister, shady guy look.

So no one would want to eye ball him,

keep them looking the other way

so he could make his getaway..

“So long grey.

I can’t say I’ll miss you.

Going where the waters run
clear and free,

filled with every delicacy that

a seal of my delicate nature needs.

Where the beaches beckon with pearly whites,

crisp, cool wide smiles that go on for miles.

Where cloudless skies in every blue

wash away those dreary greys.

But best of all

no freaking EYE in the sky
always stalking me.


I'll get me
some much needed


Oh Yeah!

>> The words for next month:
Tequila, Small, and Ignite