Error In Judgment
As a child I had a Topps ‘57 Killebrew but when my Senators moved to Minneapolis I clipped it to the spokes of my ancient Schwinn and rattled throughout the neighborhood. I wanted to be a doctor then, to find a cure for a disease I couldn’t even pronounce, to stand on the stage and […]
Cycling Poems by James Fleet Underwood
Odysseus at the Cycling Club fangs snapping, jaws slobbering, tongues waving left and right their declaration of war. hounded, rocketed into the gravel, tossed & twisted with full backpack out of the saddle, craning my neck at what the fuck’s clawing pavement behind me. bitten once on the left foot cranking downward at top speed— […]