2 poems by Madison Clark

How-To: Success

            [note: you may only select one]


Attain: paycheck grade card complete
Sudoku / crossword / word search contact in
on the first try from Velcro to shoelaces un-
chipped polish stringed bracelet without
hiccups crunchless parallel parking job


Put a flagpole in your front yard. Raise the
colors of a different nation, always at
half-mast: someone’s son, someone’s daughter.


Son of a Pastor

He told me
in third grade
that my heart
stops every time
I sneeze. That

God bless you

is a congratulations
for being so strong
in my faith that
I was allowed
to survive His sneak
attack. Like my
nap every time and
only a shot of Religion
can wake me up properly.

Once he learned
of my atheology, he
stopped blessing
my sneezes.

I would accept


but he still only speaks
Bible Belt, speaks
never getting out of that city.


Published by

Jeremiah Walton

Oi ! I’m Jeremiah Walton. For the past ~3 years I’ve been bopping around the U.S. between hitchhiking + rubber tramping, running traveling bookstore Books & Shovels + indie publisher Nostrovia! Press. My focus is in-person distribution at open mics + features + busking. Word of mouth is a fulfilling & feels to be a more intimate promotional process. I’ve featured at the NYC Poetry Festival + San Francisco Lit Crawl + Snoetry Cleveland + Beast Crawl Oakland + This Lil Lit Fest + street corners across the country. There’s a handful of my books floating around the country, but most recently is “From Here Til Utopia” (Ghost City Press). Raccoons + coyotes are my companions. Hope you dig the poems, much love, thank you❤

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