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*We’ve Come For Your Miraculous Menorah Oil*

Paul Siegell

What we know about dinosaurs we know because Jesus saved
for us the information? What sound your sin? My worms ain’t
ready to roar through me just yet. Can I borrow your Christmas
lights? Cadaver scavenger hunt. Whatever happened to the high
schools in our cemeteries? That’s what happens when you start
seeing everything as if it were arranged by a deranged designer.
My boss just said, “We’re dangerously close to hitting ignition
on the next calamity.” Mind if I pull over? I’m almost outta gas.

Paul Siegell

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