Author: Tony Hoagland

Maxine, back from a weekend with her boyfriend, Smiles like a big cat and says That she’s a conjugated verb. […]

Sometimes I wish I were still out On the back porch, drinking jet fuel With the boys, getting louder and […]

They have little tractors in their blood And all day the tractors climb up and down Inside their arms and […]

If you are lucky in this life, You will get to help your enemy The way I got to help […]

At this height, Kansas Is just a concept, A checkerboard design of wheat and corn No larger than the foldout […]