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Boyd Johnson: poughkeepsie, United States

Bio: Boyd Johnson lives and works on the shores of the hudson river. He likes cliff jumping and colossal expectations. Boyd writes almost poems and the occasional short story. He decorates his home with collection notices, rejection letters from fine literary journals, and Husker Du Lp's.

He is also responsible for a zine that takes way to long to do everything, if anything.

Genres: poetry
short fiction

Main Website:: www.throwragmag.com

Publishing Credits: Exposed (2006) - short story "Just Another Saturday Night"

Flask and Pen (2007) - poems "To My Fellow" , "She Needs Someone To Tell Her"

Awards: lowest standards - 2000-2006

Influences: hank
nelson algren
hemingway
celine
hamsun
ken bruen
bucky sinister
baudelaire

Favourite Books: Women - Charles Bukowski
Mockingbird, Wish Me Luck - Bukowski
The Winter of Our Discontent - Steinbeck
The Dark Half - King
The Stand - King
The first 3 books of the Dark Tower. - King
Hunger - Hamsun
Honk If You Love Boise Hafter - Wallace
the jack taylor books
never come morning - algren
the man with the golden arm - algren
somebody in books - guess who? algren
the killer inside me - thompson

Writer, Prizefighter, Or Caffeine Inspired All Nighter?: Some nights im a prizefighter, (ive got the broken bones to prove it), some nights im the all nighter, (bushmills soaked confessionals after sitting around drinking the brew all day), but i'm always a writer.

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i work in a shit stained hospital that wins awards for patient care.

he slapped me across the face,

when i tried to help him

to the shitter.

pretty strong,

for 92.

his chair,

his excuse for a chair,

was covered in piss,

and it had been

like that

since the start of my shift.

piss.

piss and shit.

the nurses are sipping coffee.

eating complimentary food

from the chain restaurant

downt he street,

while he eats,…

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Posted by Boyd Johnson on October 23rd, 2008 at 1:50am — 2 Comments (Add)

be there at 8 honey. promise.

so this is what

it's like

to be them.

car payments.

steady girl.

future plans.

putting down that last drink,

"I've had enough tonight, thanks."

answering phone calls.

making plans.

going to work

on time

every day.

union dues.

double dates.

friendly political discussions.

shared belongings.…

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Posted by Boyd Johnson on October 11th, 2008 at 12:14pm — 1 Comment (Add)

then he applied for union membership.

boiling
tossing
angry

useless things.

the man,
cowered over stacks
of college ruled
accusations
promises
& short

comings.

he cried.

he just found out,

he'd been dead for years.

Posted by Boyd Johnson on October 10th, 2008 at 2:42pm — No Comments (Add)

So Midge and I, had gone to Mahoney's, a bar I always detested. I had entered one night, fully prepared to celebrate the acceptance of two of my poems into an unknown, non-paying, literary entity. I walked through the front door, to realize my cap had been removed; turned about face, and saw it resting in the hands of a bouncer, who looked as though he enjoyed sharing tales of bouncing with other bouncers. Needless to say, I retrieved my cap, made small talk, and left.

Nevertheless, I…

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Posted by Boyd Johnson on October 7th, 2008 at 3:17pm — 1 Comment (Add)

paradise's porch plant.

there was a tomato plant
on the porch at her mothers house.

first time i ever saw it,

thing was dead
and
starting
to
rot.

it was there
for weeks.
just h
a
n
g
i
n
g

around.
begging to fall.

then,
one day,
i went outside
and the tomato had just
dropped.

it was decomposing,
and it stayed there
for weeks.

rotting,
and yet
it still looked…

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Posted by Boyd Johnson on September 14th, 2008 at 5:58pm — 1 Comment (Add)

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