Saturday, March 28, 2020

Covid-19: The Lexicon Explained

Death flies past your door
     while you reassess your life---
Sheltering in Place.

The freedom to yell
     "Back up, you mother fucker!"---
Social Distancing.

Pandemic removes
     self medicating stigma---
Stay at Home Drinking.

Mental inventory
     every trip to the fridge---
Disaster Ready.

Hoarding essentials:

     booze, toilet paper, Clorox---
Panicked mob shopping.

Unseen enemy
     steals things taken for granted---
Corona Virus.

Ken Owen       March 2020
Van Niddy Press

Monday, February 10, 2020

Deli Plater: The Movie

Act 1, Scene 1: 

she picks up 
a dropped piece of 
sliced mozzarella cheese 
that had fallen from 
his salami and cheese platter. 

She sniffs the cheese deeply, 
winces slightly, 
looks at him 
with a combination of 
vague disgust and sympathy, 
then places her fingers
under his nose 
and says:

“Smell that?”


That’s not my feet, that’s 
your cheese.”

At that moment, 
he knew.

Ken Owen    February 2020
Van Niddy Press

Friday, January 31, 2020


(Overachieving with women, continued...)

I am fairly certain
she could craft a 
winning argument to
any proposition 
I might propose
while talking 
in her 

Ken Owen   January 2020
Van Niddy Press

Saturday, January 25, 2020

Excuse Me, Miss Dickinson

while at my
favorite book store
I told my friend the 
that he had things in the 
poetry section 
arranged in such a way 
that I had to move 
Emily Dickinson
to get to
Charles Bukowski.

the ironic imagery
was not lost on

hiding behind
the two of them
living next to each other 
in the only place
where that would be 

so I tried
them living next to each other 
in the same 
apartment complex,
each day
holed up in 
their rooms 
writing their observations
within and without,

her window shade open,
the glass clean and sparkling
as she wrote letters
to keep friends close and
visitors away,

and his dirty shade
tattered and closed
while he peered out only 
to see who rang his doorbell 
while he hid
from the landlord,

and each night
Miss Dickinson banging on 
the wall of her apartment
to tell Bukowski
to turn down his radio
as they both sat
in self-imposed

living next door to

only in the

Ken Owen
Van Niddy Press   January 2020