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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


Lovecraft & Yetis Invade the P&P

August 13th, 2014

The heat relented on Thursday, July 24 just in time for another edition of Slam, Bam, Thank You Ma’am at the fabulous Pen & Pencil Club. This month’s rendezvous was


Reader’s ‘Digest’: Gregory Pardlo’s New Collection

August 13th, 2014

Great poetry is synonymous with Gregory Pardlo. A contributing editor to PBQ, he’s been featured in several issues. In #65, he can be found in the International Section, describing his


David Lehman’s ‘New’ Collection is Worth a Read

August 7th, 2014

In our 82nd issue, David Lehman, Series Editor of Best American Poetry was interviewed along with Molly Peacock, Editor of Best Canadian Poetry in English. The interview makes it abundantly clear


Laura McCullough’s New Publications are ‘Smashing’

August 6th, 2014

Getting one book published is a pretty big accomplishment. Now, imagine publishing four all around the same time! Well, Laura McCullough has done just that and over a number of


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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