Better Than Starbucks

Two of my poems have been published in Better Than Starbucks magazine. You can view them here: https://www.betterthanstarbucks.org/poetry-free-verse

Hemingway

Back
in school
they
taught us
English.
They
tried to
tell us
about
The Masters.
We'd
chain-smoke
in front
of brick
buildings
and stare
at girls.
We needed
an education.
They
made us
take notes.
It was
all
very serious.
I don't
know what
art is:
her hair
was art,
the shape
of her lips
was art,
the way
we kissed
on warm,
drunken nights
was art.
I throw
my cigarette
into
an ashtray
and walk
to class.