By J.J. Tindall
MY DAD WAS A BONG-HEAD IN COLLEGE
“Live Rust.” That
was the giveaway:
I found his records
In the barn,
And I began to understand more deeply
My mother’s
Posted on July 27, 2007
Chicagoetry: Let Lindsay Lohan Die
By J.J. Tindall
LET LINDSAY LOHAN DIE
We all
do blow,
no? Just
a little, at
City Hall, in the Newsroom, at
Foote Cone and
Posted on July 25, 2007
Chicagoetry: Song of My Cell Phone
By J.J. Tindall
SONG OF MY CELL PHONE
I celebrate My cell phone,
Which sings To me, assuming
All that I assume, propagating the infernal productions
Of my
Presumption. Like: mine flops out Like a Star Trek™ Communicator!
Posted on July 23, 2007
Chicagoetry: Get The Lions
By J.J. Tindall
GET THE LIONS
Get the lions
And tigers
From Lincoln
Park Zoo,
Posted on July 18, 2007