Posted 11 hours ago

buttonpoetry:

Neil Hilborn’s debut spoken word album, NORTHBOUND, is available now! Check out the ridiculous video (most fun we’ve ever had making anything), and head over to iTunes or Bandcamp to download the album!

So this is a promo video for my first spoken word album. It’s silly and I think you should watch it and then buy my album.

Posted 2 days ago
buttonpoetry:

Nate Marshall’s chapbook, Blood Percussion, is now available at the Button Shop!Also, ONLY TWO WEEKS LEFT to submit to Button’s 2014 Chapbook Contest. Awesome prizes, and the chance to be published and filmed alongside our incredible roster of authors, including Aziza Barnes, J. Scott Brownlee, Sam Sax, and Nate.

buttonpoetry:

Nate Marshall’s chapbook, Blood Percussion, is now available at the Button Shop!

Also, ONLY TWO WEEKS LEFT to submit to Button’s 2014 Chapbook Contest. Awesome prizes, and the chance to be published and filmed alongside our incredible roster of authors, including Aziza Barnes, J. Scott Brownlee, Sam Sax, and Nate.

Posted 4 days ago

buttonpoetry:

Rudy Francisco - “Complainers” (NPS 2014)

"It doesn’t matter if the glass is half full or half empty, drink that shit and stop complaining."

Performing for San Diego during semifinals at the 2014 National Poetry Slam.

Posted 5 days ago

buttonpoetry:

Shooting promo for Neil Hilborn's debut album, NORTHBOUND, coming August 19th. Preorder it today.

Posted 6 days ago
Posted 1 week ago

buttonpoetry:

Michael Lee - “Radiation” (Rustbelt 2014)

"How do you tell a child the future will be beautiful when their eyelids are burned shut?"

Performing during prelims at the 2014 Rustbelt Regional Poetry Slam.

Posted 1 week ago
Posted 2 weeks ago

Our Town

by Neil Hilborn and Hieu Minh Nguyen

after Will Evans, after Buddy Wakefield


N: No one is from here. Everyone is from the city
or the next city over.

 H: Everyone I know, I’ve known for a while now. When I meet
someone new, chances are I’ve met them before. My city,
two small towns with a river.

 N: My city big city to the left, refineries to the right.

 H: My town sleeps on both sides of the Mississippi

 N: My town is going back for seconds. On the list
of fattest towns, my town  is second. And third
and fourth. There’s a freeway in my town
called the Beltway. It’s the biggest
freeway. True story.

 H: My town sleeps at 5 pm. My town has a 9
to five. At the end of the work day I-94 spits everyone
from those skyscrapers back to the suburbs.

 N: My town would call in sick but it’s gotta
pay rent. 

My town wears a halo of nail salons and strip malls,
H: braces made out of PBR gutterfucks.
N: Belts made of bad leather, worse luck.
My town’s teeth are jacked.

 H: My town wore Uggs to the prom.

 N: My town wears cowboy boots to the everywhere.
My town is punching the clock. No,
literally, my town wants to fight time.

Everyone is leaving. H: My town is just a layover.

 N: My town thinks public transit is a car
with the windows down.

 H: My town all day happy hour. My town seasonal
depression always. Dragging our smiles through the grey
slush and frozen lakes of sewer overflow.

 N: My town has been underwater seven times.

 H: My town 30 below and still going. My town
six feet under and still kicking.

 H: Another shot of Polish. Another night alone.
It’s two-for-one’s all evening.
H: Keep your tab open and we’ll call you a cab in the morning.

 N: We got parking lots like some towns got parks.
Car dealerships like supermarkets.
Churches like supermarkets.

 H: Plough truck for a good hand. Two seasons:
winter and construction. My town trying
to be bigger.

 N: My town all freeway. My town always headed
out of town. My town would get out,
but it’s got family here.

 H: My town thinks it’s tougher than it actually is. Barking
at the ankles of some bigger metropolis. My town hates
everything, but is nice to everyone.

 N: My town would like to kindly warn you: don’t drink
the water, don’t smile at the cops, don’t buy gas
here, don’t be gay here.

 H: My town wants you to be different or be nothing.
My town is going through its really awkward stage.
My town fucking hates its parents.

 My town deep fried and stuffed with cheese.
Shimmying down the street in its Amercan flag bikini.
Kill the bass and turn the music down.
My town will call the cops if you fuck too loud.

 H: My town thinks it was cooler
before you moved here.

 N: My town thinks it met you at a party once.

 My town remembers your name, but pretends
it doesn’t.

Posted 3 weeks ago

buttonpoetry:

Jamaal May - “Sky Now Black With Birds”

ForgiveI swear, the word has feathers. I want to learn to get its wings between my teeth before more retribution blots out the sky.”

Performing during prelims at the 2014 Rustbelt Regional Poetry Slam.

Posted 4 weeks ago

johndarnielle:

giraffepoliceforce:

Still pretty proud of my response to this.

I loved Marvel comics when I was a kid; I was a weird kid who didn’t get down with macho stuff, in part because of the general scene in my house & in part because I was scrawny and couldn’t really front like I was tough. In my tiny limited-to-my-personal-friends-and-surroundings comics scene, the idea that macho norm-enforcer types could be into comics would have come as a huge and deeply disappointing surprise; comics, in my mind, were for people who’d already begun to sense that, in the immortal words of Anti-Flag, “their system doesn’t work for you.”

I hope Marvel systematically “ruins” absolutely every one of their legacy characters forever, one after another, and then D.C. runs a Sgt. Rock miniseries where he renounces violence as a means of conflict resolution. May the grousing of the macho comics dudes ascend to Heaven forever and make an acceptable sacrifice unto Galactus