Concrete Jungle

Concrete Jungle

Concrete Jungle

A Poem by Kyle Kutz

Boy,
Do I hate Brooklyn,

Fighting traffic,
And bridges,
And tolls.

All to scramble for parking,

And hear couples
Fornicate
Through the walls.
 

The Thrift Shop

The Thrift Shop

A Great Beast, Waking and Stretching

A Great Beast, Waking and Stretching