Sunday, December 2, 2018

Incendiaries By Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Standing in a parking lot
by Avenue Road
I think of Joni Mitchell
and how her face always looks like
it’s in traction.

Then I load
my illegal fireworks
into the trunk
and go looking
for lighter
fluid.













About Ryan Quinn Flanagan:


Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage.  His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, Horror Sleaze Trash, In Between Hangovers, The Dope Fiend Daily, and The Oklahoma Review




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