[vc_row row_height_percent=”50″ override_padding=”yes” h_padding=”2″ top_padding=”3″ bottom_padding=”3″ back_image=”56863″ back_position=”center top” overlay_alpha=”0″ gutter_size=”3″ shift_y=”0″][vc_column column_width_percent=”100″ position_vertical=”bottom” style=”dark” overlay_alpha=”50″ gutter_size=”3″ medium_width=”0″ shift_x=”0″ shift_y=”0″ zoom_width=”0″ zoom_height=”0″ width=”1/1″][vc_custom_heading heading_semantic=”h1″ text_size=”fontsize-338686″ text_height=”fontheight-179065″ text_space=”fontspace-111509″ text_font=”font-762333″ text_weight=”700″ text_color=”color-xsdn” sub_reduced=”yes” subheading=”by Will Stanier”]Boogie Town[/vc_custom_heading][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_empty_space empty_h=”2″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]gullible people walking everywhere.
mulch piled in the street, on the sidewalk.
me, I was staring at the bicycle;
silver and dangerous, a lure of fate,
all Devil-may-care in my bedclothes.
white veil of grime the soap bar trails in the tub.
because when you love someone, it’s an in-breath.
unbelievable, stale and crumbling molars.
gullible people with perfect pants.
“hey, look over there!” you might yell.
and they’d look every time, even government holidays.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column column_width_percent=”100″ align_horizontal=”align_center” overlay_alpha=”50″ gutter_size=”3″ medium_width=”0″ mobile_width=”0″ shift_x=”0″ shift_y=”0″ z_index=”0″ width=”1/1″][vc_empty_space][vc_separator sep_color=”color-184322″ el_width=”30%”][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column column_width_percent=”100″ align_horizontal=”align_right” overlay_alpha=”50″ gutter_size=”3″ medium_width=”0″ mobile_width=”0″ shift_x=”0″ shift_y=”0″ z_index=”0″ width=”1/3″][vc_single_image media=”58547″ media_width_percent=”100″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/3″][vc_column_text]Will Stanier is a poet and letterpress printer from Athens, Georgia. He currently lives in Tucson, where he graduated from the University of Arizona’s MFA in Creative Writing. He is the author of a chapbook, Everything Happens Next (Blue Arrangements, 2021). His poems have appeared in Yes Poetry, Cleaver Magazine, Interim, The Volta, and Lazy Susan.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/3″][/vc_column][/vc_row]