Buttfuck Christ and chicken tenders at the galactical
Fantastical truck stop found on the Jefferson Parish trail
Confession
Penance
Circumstance and mystery of misery, besides;
Dance, my sweet cuckoldress!
February on the coast is never simple
Last September’s hurricane debris is sacrament
Unction
At the junction of
Fantasy and fear
The far away and here
Drive-through coffee sacrilege and red lights
Neon echoes bottled
Drank in dank motel rooms, alone
Flash of fleshy thighs beyond the end zones
Only make my cock swell
Within the dancer’s cage
Against her present
Control and chastity and counsel
On the road
PW Covington writes in the beat tradition of the North American highway.
He is a Pushcart nominee and his latest collection of short fiction was named named a 2019 Finalist in LGBTQ Fiction by the International Book Awards.
Covington lives in Northern New Mexico, two blocks off of Historic Route 66. Follow him on Insta @BeatPW
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