W. Barrett Munn : Writing

(A-36) Opioid Crisis

(A-36) Opioid Crisis

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** A 10cc syringe, a 2-inch needle, I draw up 3ccs of morphine, tap the bubbles from the barrel and from habit glance at the..
A Few Questions

A Few Questions

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** What made you decide that crooked teeth looked "cute", and why didn't you ever offer to help me get braces? ..
Moving On

Moving On

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It's a given that religions are a hoax; what once caused fear still scares us even though it lacksthe jump cutsand slashe..
Rose Rocks

Rose Rocks

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


A Haibun
Writing from the Other Side

Writing from the Other Side

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** To all you poets who've gone over: Do you still write from the other side? I think you must; language is what you believe..
The Knock-Knock Game

The Knock-Knock Game

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It begins as a test of courage; will I knock on your front door? Eleven is too young to marry I know so let'..
Paranoia

Paranoia

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It may have been a mouse. It's unclear what caused the movement I saw just now or if I even did see it; so g..
The Minister of Mundane

The Minister of Mundane

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** He rises early hops on his bike to pedal himself and his thoughts. The same lessons as yesterday and every day since a..
Direction

Direction

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Back out and right consensus now too muchfor us.What became of the imaginary world? Back out and right out of the light of understanding w..
Early Life of a Cat

Early Life of a Cat

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The start is in the dark, pitiful pile of fur in peril; meals for Old Tom without mom's insistence he find bird or mouse inst..