FNS: Dear Janis from Daniel Reinhold

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Every Friday night we will feature a short story, essay, personal narrative,
poem, spoken word, or short film for your enjoyment.

Helen Presents: a poem from Daniel Reinhold


I finished off the last
of your Southern Comfort
last night after the show.
It burned so good.
It burned like a sirocco wind
blowing up my ass
on a sleepless night in July.

I don’t know where you stash
your smack,
but I didn’t look for it.
I need more than a flashlight
to go down that dark road.

I didn’t want to wake you
so I ate the last of the flan
for breakfast
and all of the Chinese carryout.
Moo goo gai pan tastes better
with a hangover and a joint.

You opened up a vein last night
at the Cow Palace,
sang your heart out
like you were gonna die
then and there.
I coulda died then and there.

When your song
comes on the radio
I turn it up loud,
crank the treble
and press the pedal down.
Down, down, down
until it’s all
just one big rush,
the roar of the wind
the scenery a blur.


Daniel G. Reinhold received an MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University Los Angeles where is also finishing a certificate in the Teaching of Creative Writing. His work has appeared in The Axe Factory Review, H_NGM_N, The Maple Leaf Rag, The New Laurel Review, New Orleans Review, The Painted Bride Quarterly, Ragazine, Red Fez, Red River Review, and Samisdat, among others. Reinhold is a recipient of a PA Council on the Arts Fellowship for poetry. He served as poetry Editor for Lunch Ticket. He now lives on New Orleans Northshore with his partner and two mixed hounds. He is obsessed with rhinos, Gatorade, and the promise of rain.

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