we were blown away this week by a slim chapbook of poetry by C. Russell Price. the title sucked us in: “Tonight, We Fuck The Trailer Park Out Of Each Other.” the title is just the tease; the sucker punch is inside. Price doesn’t hold back as he recounts all the small town stories which have remained secret – until now. he takes no prisoners and gives you a playlist for the complete experience. Sibling Rivalry Press made a gritty volume of poems look polished while remaining true to the material.
Benediction for Ice Cream by Ana Marie Boyd
I can still hear the slow jam jingle of the ice cream truck gliding along past our yellow house like it was riding on rails
April 30, 2026
