Wednesday, April 8, 2020

training table for John Belushi. By Ben Newell


Driving to work 
on this busy highway lined
with convenience stores.

MARATHON

FINISH LINE

XTRA MILE

A veritable avenue
of misnomers—

Not a runner in sight,
just a bunch of fat fucks 
buying . . . 

gasoline
coffee
cigarettes 

and
little chocolate donuts.  







Ben Newell dropped out of the Bennington Writing Seminars during his first semester, eventually resuming his studies at Spalding University where he earned an MFA.  His first full-length collection of poetry, Fuzzball, was recently published by Epic Rites Press.


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