Randy Stark

This is my latest book, and is now available. Some of the material originally appeared right here in Head Light, part of Write Up The Road Media.

While the rain is in town for a convention Pounding the nonstick surfaces Of the stovetop skyline, The weather service warned those living in the riverbed To seek higher ground. Sanitation crews spread tweets.   All great cities have two or more Four Seasons, And in the rising tide of curbside check-in She didn’t even

THE EVERYTHING BUTTON   Thanks to exclusive hassle-free technology.     MOTION SENSOR   One less button I don’t have to open the door to push.     DISCOVER THE SECRET TO DYNAMIC INTERPLAY   It doesn’t hurt or nothing.     TODAY I IDENTIFY AS NONBINARY   Shit’s all the rage.     HIERARCHY

NG IS NOT YA   Stark says.   SHOOT IT   Give it to Jesse. Give it to Ramon. Shoot it Ramon. Shoot it.   GEORGE George. George. George. Hey George! (pause) His door’s open and he’s not fucking in there.   YOU KNOW ESTHER   I love her to death. But if you don’t

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And not only that Were you here earlier? OK so. The only problem is, No no no you’re right. But is life based on a true story?   And so then, Yeah, yeah. No no. Yeah. I told her I said   That’s part of the problem Which I’m wondering because even like I didn’t

The mountains wear fresh white snow like fitness models. The foothills are still in sleep pants and hoodies. The moon used a pill cutter. We had to overdub the insect lines due to pesticides. And some pine siskins don’t look good in stripes. But we’ve got squirrels and we’ve got possums So ain’t nobody lacking

THE HANDSOME BEAVER   The handsome beaver Replaced the mean-looking raccoon, I retorted, warmly. This impressed them. I hated them horribly. TWO KITTIES ON MY LAP   Golden Boy the sweet kitty on my lap Is talking to birds. The other kitty, The rabbit eared pencil neck weasel face kitty Has been sniffing Golden Boy’s

The deadly invisible virus is everywhere! Athwart high C’s then dropped To the small sallow shallows Of a once great metropolitan newspaper. While the sports section shrank Bulked up were the obits. And the Food section grows like Pinocchio’s nose.   People in their cars waiting hours in long lines. At first I thought it

UPSET PLANS   Hummingbirds served as pallbearers. One tripped and they all fell. The coffin exploded when it hit the ground   Earning heaven’s scolding And flinging me back into “The despair of old age.”   That’s what I say. The Lord has different intentions. It wasn’t my time. IT’S SO COOL   I’m going