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Issue 91: Humor

Issue 91: Humor

Issue 91 cover by Nastya Nudnik

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PBQ Poetry Slam

March 23rd, 2015

Spring into writing with this interactive writing slam! Join Painted Bride Quarterly for Slam, Bam, Thank You Ma’am! at the Pen & Pencil Club (1522 Latimer St.) at 7:30 p.m.

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Villanueva takes to Twitter with new poetry project

March 12th, 2015

You may remember author R. A. Villanueva from his work in PBQ Issue 84. After the publication of his debut book of poetry titled Reliquaria, Villanueva has taken to Twitter with

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PBQ’s February Slam: Good times, great brownies

March 11th, 2015

PBQ was back for more slam on February 26th. Andrew was host to a rowdy crowd of first-timers and seasoned slam vets, all of whom braved the cold to join

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Jed Myers receives excellent review

March 6th, 2015

Jed Myers’ previously announced poetry collection Watching the Perseids was recently reviewed, or more accurately, praised, by Blotterature Literary Magazine. The glowing review noted Myers’ artistry saying his “poetry shines brightly and

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McQuain’s poetry racks up awards

March 4th, 2015

Congratulations to PBQ author Kelly McQuain who was recently named a 2015 Lambda Literary Fellow to the Writers Retreat for Emerging LGBT Voices! In addition, his poem “Thirst” placed as an honorable

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Donnie Welsh

Broken down in the Poconos,
driving home for Christmas,
icicles gleam like daggers
on trees and big rigs go zooming
around the hairpin turn I'm stuck on.

If I die here, on Christmas Eve,
next to this shitty Kia, I promise
I will haunt you Pennsylvania:
from your mountains of coal
bleached gray by globalization
to Philly where I'll hover
my spectral ass
inches above William Penn's
statue on the state house.

I will be the reason speedometers
don't calibrate outside of Pittsburgh
and weigh station scales won't
      measure
tractor-trailer payloads, just read
      ERROR.

I'll make sure Kecksburg
has an outward appearance of
      grandeur
rather than remaining a monument
to something that probably didn't
      happen
(in place with a "members only" bar
people must be desperate for the
      stars).

I don't hate you Pennsylvania,
but your Quaker heritage
and chocolate theme parks
aren't enough to make up
for mountain town towing companies.
And if a tired driver goes
into the brake down lane, off road,
I'll join those ranks at Gettysburg
and remain a dutiful ghost.

The words for next month are soap, perverse, and irritate.

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