Poetry Is Dead

McPoems

It’s 3 a.m. and your stomach is rumbling. You know only a handful of places are open. Golden arches appear on the horizon as you drive home. You wouldn’t have to get out of the car, it’s cheap and you haven’t tasted grease in days. Fuck it. You go for the fast food. You pull up, and a young squeaky voiced man hands you a burger. Little do you know that young man is a poet.

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About the Author

Daniel Zomparelli

Daniel Zomparelli is the editor of Poetry Is Dead magazine. He currently runs the Community Creative Writing Project for Megaphone Magazine. He is on the editorial board of Geist and formerly worked at Adbusters magazine. His work has been published and is forthcoming in magazines and anthologies across Canada. He is currently completing his first manuscript of poetry.