Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction

  an excerpt from my new collection ‘FROM MY FRONT STEPS’    the forgotten phase   the country closed tight though like an old whore some parts insist on parting open accepting the dime but not the dollar common sense priceless and drying in jars moonshine gone the way of lemonade and the sober guzzle …

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  self-analysis   figure yourself the fuck out.   i can’t do it for you.   listen to this poem   ‘FROM MY FRONT STEPS‘ now available on Amazon   #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted.   ‘Scotch and …

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  you knew shit until me   so accustomed you were to the frill, the grandeur so accustomed to sparkle the hollow repetition of delicacies; you never saw me coming; you never knew i existed at all; truths long denied now stain you; gentle love atop your bed traded for a hard fuck against the …

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  thunder   it’s thunderously quiet in this dark. the truth is that no matter how much i tell myself i am better off without you i’m not.   listen to this poem   ‘FROM MY FRONT STEPS‘ now available on Amazon   #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. all poetry …

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  right mix   you and me   nothing but bone to provide space   flesh to bind.   listen to this poem   ‘FROM MY FRONT STEPS‘ now available on Amazon   #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted. …

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  day after day   the cruelest of all the lonelies is waiting on a phone that refuses to ring.   listen to this poem   ‘FROM MY FRONT STEPS‘ now available on Amazon   #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless …

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  did you get your copy of FROM MY FRONT STEPS yet?   it’s a poetry collection, of course, but also a story within a story within a story, and no one really knows how it will end…   here’s the introductory page to FROM MY FRONT STEPS   summer 2020:   over the course …

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  a different route   i really should be sitting atop the cool dew mat of your grave but i’ve chosen a different route today— uncomfortable stool beneath me a jagged tear on the one beside sipping on a scotch watching as what remains of this afternoon bleeds away.   listen to this poem   …

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  i haven’t thrown it back in awhile, so no better time than now! spinnin’ the greatest hits from the barflypoet yesterday and today! #tbt   monstrosities   come don your spider silk trousseau, indulge me a jig— funeral hymn and devil’s perfume— blackened, our matrimony miasma, our vows ever faithful i’ll be to rust-mouthed …

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