June 2015
I work at the Vest Conservatory for Writers in Milwaukee, WI. I have published poems in Airplane Reading, California Quarterly, Spectrum and others. I was nominated for the Pushcart prize in 2013, and I am currently working on a collection.
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27th Street / Highway 41 Tired, old motels: Knotty Pine Inn, Value Inn, Trucker’s Retreat. Low slung, single story buildings. The infamous Buckthorn Tavern where a guy stumbled out one night, and ran over and killed two people as they carried Christmas gifts. The Boots Inn where waitresses are cowgirls in too tight jean shorts. A mechanical bull sits empty. Strip mall dollar, value stores. A Walgreen's on the corner. Tractor trailers. On The Border: Gentleman’s Club. This is the old Highway 41. It runs from Northern Wisconsin to Chicago. This is the old road of motels and roadhouses. This is the tumble-down life on the edge of a dollar bill. |
©2015 John Sierpinski