Well Bottom Blues

Oh my God it's full of stars!


Choler Ever After


     Anger, he smiles,
     Towering in shiny metallic purple armour
     —Jimi Hendix, Axis Bold As Love


An itch inside you can't scratch
the afterburn of anger      nerves
knotted      reverberations of thunder

Adrenal Medulla      choleric monster
unfliches as the body cannot     locked
in combat     long after the dust settles

Carrion crow memory     lingers
over the remains     relishes
an eye     once fixed on revenge



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About Me

Mark Folse is a provincial diarist and aspiring minor poet from New Orleans. His past blogging adventures included the Katina/Federal Flood blog wetbankguide on blogspot.com which David Simon told NY Magazine was one of three blogs that helped inform Treme, and Toulouse Street–Odd Bits of Life in New Orleans, which once outranked the Doobie Brothers on Google Search. His work has appeared in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, Trampoline, Unlikely Stories, Peauxdunque Review, LMNL Anthology, The New Delta Review, Metazen, New Laurel Review, Ellipsis,  What We Know: New Orleans as Home, Please Forward, The Maple Leaf Rag IV, and A Howling in the Wires (which he co-edited).

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