Friday, March 13, 2015

Free Booze at an Open Bar.



There is no voice of the poor.
The one’s that speak,
speak in hotel ballrooms,
press conferences with wealth and 
clear-colored awards.
And free booze at an open bar.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

I Wake Up (Prelude to a Novel) November Update.

by Jim Kopetz


I wake up. Two shots of bourbon and a lukewarm beer. I light a cigarette and drift back off to sleep. I burn myself and wake up. Another shot of bourbon, another lukewarm beer. A hit of strong grass. I'm up.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

I Wake Up (Prelude to a Novel)

by Jim Kopetz


I wake up. Two shots of bourbon and a lukewarm beer. I light a cigarette and drift back off to sleep. I burn myself and wake up. Another shot of bourbon, another lukewarm beer. A hit of strong grass. I'm up.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Hey Dear Dad

by Jim Kopetz


Hey dear dad,
are you feeling well?
Our cancer is sick,
does it seem like hell?

Sunday, October 20, 2013

She Rakes at the Coals

by Jim Kopetz


She rakes the coals,
and burns.
The hole in the skirt,
fast times.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Why So Angry?

by Jim Kopetz




My mother recently asked me, "Why is your website so angry, so aggressive?"

Saturday, August 31, 2013