Travel by Dave Gregg
She packed a magazine! for overnight I saw her! And wonder, “Why this issue?” Am I not enough to occupy her every waking? Does my presence invite such dread? My insulted ego…
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Writing by Dave Gregg published in Dual Coast Magazine. 8 pieces from the archive, free to read.
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Poets Warren by Dave Gregg
Is this when you cry? Where you tumble down the hillside beg and plead for another lazy day one more wasted minute? A week you’ll wisely Imbibe sobriety? This isn’t the return…
Birth Place by Dave Gregg
In the nineteenth century the delta was a swamp layered with rich life forms Rife with great white oak but commerce triumphed and the swamp was drained Great levees were constructed cotton…
Blues Noise by Dave Gregg
When the blues are played dirty (as must be) and they ricochet off the brick walls and echo over the levee linger long enough to join chorus of field hollers so long…
The NEW by Dave Gregg
Softly she dabs at crimson stars her hand towel bright with glow you never say where you find them but keep a tidy sky
Follicles by Dave Gregg
My face I own it is mine all twisted in wrinkle and vein but my hair has no honor I thought it agreed “Less combing” in exchange for “Robust growth” more “blow-dry”…
Carnival by Dave Gregg
a sad story the other day a woman ate a large slice of King Cake choked on the baby baked inside not even real or ever born she was a grandmother, 94,…
Over Coat by Dave Gregg
this red jacket and it’s attitude always superior whatever generation wore it, mother, grandmother myself now my own sits and eyes it warily, judges “It will not fit,” “But it will,” I…