between the vultures and the buzzards, between the jackals and the wolves

 

Locust Shells Volume-1-Issue-2.pdf

the boys, all fresh out of rehab

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the day you wake up dead is the day you realize no one ever really cared that you were alive

A FLAG ON FIRE

everything is wrong and it's all someone else's fault

REVIEW OF

and all of us drinking 

the blood of our enemies

Dan Provost reviews John Sweet’s 

AND ALL OF US DRINKING THE BLOOD OF OUR ENEMIES

 – The Literary Underground

 

if the days all run together how will you pick the best one?

last week of my father’s life: an interpretation by John Sweet

everything you say always sounds like it could almost be the truth by John Sweet

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PRESS

the death of god was easy

Poets of the Week Archives - Poetry Super Highway

 

a fireswept season

 

one morning, you wake up dead

 

is any of this the truth?

 

In the shadows cast by whatever pain we've caused, by john sweet - Bottlecap Press

the past was never yours to rape

john sweet

at cyberwit

 

dead man has his reasons; not one of them matters

 

and all of us drinking the blood of our enemies

and all of us drinking the blood of our enemies by John Sweet (Roadside Press) | Magical Jeep Distributing 

these assholes w/ their guns

 

all the boys, fresh out of rehab

 

TRANSCENDENTAL BEAUTY FROM

BETWEEN THE HIGHWAY

Halcyon by John Sweet — NewLights Press

some good fucking laughs in the landslide of passing days

 

or maybe you're god, and god is dead