Previous Feature: Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his other half and mounds of snow.  His work can be found both in print and online in such places as Evergreen Review, In Between Hangovers, Horror Sleaze Trash, The New York Quarterly, Red Fez, Sick Lit Magazine, and Word Riot.


Don’t Blow my Brains Out, the Japanese Want to Buy Them

The next time someone tells you
what a fine and reasonable place
the world is

think of Andrei Chikatilo
with a mouthful of uterus

or that naughty one—Albert Fish—
writing a letter to the family
of the young girl he has killed,
describing how he cooked
and ate her

and just how good her little ass tasted.

The next time someone tells you
what a fine and reasonable place
the world is
and nod
because it is the courteous
thing to do.

Follow the bouncing ball to nowhere.
Bouncing Bettys that never go off until
well after you marry


Work Clothes

I am steeping tea
because I am allergic to coffee.

Caffeine to be exact.
Sure I could drink decaf,
but that would be like paying
for a hooker that “doesn’t do that.”

And the radiator is broken.
And the building superintendent
died seven years ago.

We all just figure it out now
as we go.

Connected by little more than the
overpowering aroma of our clumsy work clothes



Imagine sitting
in a downtown

with a beautiful woman
listening to how
facial cleansers
have saved her

dying a little
with each passing

as the corporate art
on the wall
laughs at you
for ever

to fuck



All Hail! To learn more about Ryan Quinn Flanagan, please visit his personal site chock full of . . .

  • poetry
  • photos
  • books
  • reviews
  • & interviews

Simply click on the image to your right, and don’t feel pressured at all by the nice man pointing a rifle at you.

Everything will be just fine . . . just fine.


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