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Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 12/23/22

December 23, 2022 James D. Casey IV

Jesus and How
He Must Have Felt

Staggering out Wee-Willy’s
dumpy dive bar, drooped eyes,
my feelings desensitizing,
confusing my avocado fart,
at 3:20 a.m., with last night
splash on of Brut aftershave.
Whispering to my outcast
self-sounding more like pending death.
My body detaching from myself,
numbed by winter’s fingers.
I crawl up these outside stairs
to my apartment after an all-night drunk,
cheap Tesco’s Windsor Castle
London Dry Gin—on the rocks.
I thought of Jesus
how He must have felt
during His resurrection
dragging His holy body
up that endless stairwell
spiraling toward heaven.

Michael Lee Johnson lived ten years in Canada, the Vietnam era. Today he is a poet in the greater Chicagoland area, IL. He has 259 YouTube poetry videos. Michael Lee Johnson is an internationally published poet in 44 countries, several published poetry books, nominated for 4 Pushcart Prize awards and 5 Best of the Net nominations. He is editor-in-chief of 3 poetry anthologies, all available on Amazon, and has several poetry books and chapbooks. He has over 443 published poems. Michael is the administrator of 6 Facebook Poetry groups. Member Illinois State Poetry Society: http://www.illinoispoets.org/.

Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 10/11/21

October 11, 2021 James D. Casey IV

Another fight in the street, who’s winning?

I slip out the side door of the bar.
Into a slurry less than grand commotion.

Having arrived mid-punch.
Missing all the silly foreplay.

Another fight in the street, who’s winning?
A raft of loudmouths gathered round.
All sold on the loud cluck.

The veiny one on steroids getting the better
of his shorter, less veiny steroid friend.

The girls on the walk screeching for fresh blood.
With their phones out so that I have to push past.

Then a fight between a couple of the girls
breaks out.

They don’t call this the entertainment district
for nothing.

Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage. His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, Cajun Mutt Press, Outlaw Poetry Network, Red Fez, and The Oklahoma Review.

Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 07/02/21

July 2, 2021 James D. Casey IV

I Hear All This

Ya know? I hear all this
Bitchin’ and moanin’
About how life is just
So damn fucked up.
The wife done up and left.
You’re probably better off
Without the worthless hag.
‘Course, she’s probably a lot
Better off without your old
Cantankerous deadbeat ass.
And fuck that shit about
Bein’ so everlastin’ poor.
Didja ever have any
Real money anyway?
If you been in the system
Long enough, you know
That all jobs truly suck
In some way or ‘nother.
All your friends are just
Fair weather friends.
No one around when you’re
Down and out or need help.
Long as you can reach
The bottle when you’re layin’
There on the cold floor with
That broken hip or two,
You’re doin’ all right.
But, for sure, it is a bitch,
Stuck there unable to move
And your damn dog decides to
Gnaw off a big toe.

Daniel S. Irwin was born, raised, and is back in town at Sparta, Illinois. His card reads: Artist, Actor, Writer, Soldier, Scholar, Priest. He has won awards for his art, acting (over 100 films and 30+ stage productions), writing (nine books and work published in over one hundred magazines and journals world-wide), retired military (Air Force and Army), graduate of Southern Illinois University/Carbondale and has attended four other universities), and is an ordained Dudeist priest with a Ph.D. in Divinity (not bad for a heathen). Once worked as a medic in an institution for the criminally insane…but didn’t notice anything strange about the inmates. Latest on-line work can be found on Horror, Sleaze, Trash Magazine and Beatnik Cowboy. He would love to move back to Europe but fears the plague.