my lungs are a divebar - Walter Moore - Bog

Walter Moore's my lungs are a dive bar offers gritty and tender poems-poems of empathy and punkish, neo-beat irony. A homeless person who gives you a cigarette. Corey Van Landingham writes, "This is the voice of a casual prophet, a rapscallion, a hoarse cough in the back of a dark bar, a bloodied knuckle dragging across an iron window grate"