By Brian Fugett's estimations, he is "perhaps the most insignificant American poet to have existed in the 21st century," and although I'm sure many of us feel that way from time-to-time (count me, as one!), I hope this feature will help in some small way to show Brian his work IS noticed and appreciated. :) Please enjoy his two pieces, "5th Avenue" and "Special Night." He is on Instagram @brianfugett. Thanks, Brian, for allowing me to share your work!
5th Avenue
all up & down
5th street there is
sex
god
pick-up trucks
& fresh tattoos that glow
on the pale
february bleached flesh
of girls
& all the skinny caramel lattes
are clutched too tight
even though they are hotter than
the august pavement
& everywhere you go
the cell phones are screaming
to be released from
all of the pockets, purses,
& glove compartment coffins
& all the yellow
slowly leaks
from the sun
as i sit in the café
murdering myself
one cigarette
at a time.
5th street there is
sex
god
pick-up trucks
& fresh tattoos that glow
on the pale
february bleached flesh
of girls
& all the skinny caramel lattes
are clutched too tight
even though they are hotter than
the august pavement
& everywhere you go
the cell phones are screaming
to be released from
all of the pockets, purses,
& glove compartment coffins
& all the yellow
slowly leaks
from the sun
as i sit in the café
murdering myself
one cigarette
at a time.