Six Flavortown USA Poems by Eddie Kim

Untitled (With Final Line from Roethke) An elegant and corpulent diner in Costco sweats is dancing at this buffet—the … More

“Requiem: Fin Inn,” a Flavortown USA poem by Avery Gregurich

for M.T. Let’s debate ovals, acoustics, the moral virtues of curveballs. We’ll do it loud, live, staggering atop the … More

Diner comment cards from The Wild Boar: “The soup’s the only thing I ever order because it’s the … More

Tabasco I repeat I was not named after that vinegary tincture you sluice upon your cackleberries You and I … More

LIAM FINDS HIMSELF AT A crossroads. His wife, Carla, has exiled him from their comfortable Iowa home, and he’s … More

We baked pearls made of denture material in a blueberry pie —Efferdent Commercial The first satisfaction is the fork … More

for Dean Young I too have to start with a bite out of the middle part, the place … More

Scrambled poached over easy over medium over hard sunny side up hard boiled soft boiled screaming with tabasco with … More

The moment it’s worth it, I’ll eat the pickled Brussels sprouts. —the moment I prefer the needle to fix … More

ARE YOU HUNGRY THE WAY I used to be? When I was a culinary student, I was always hungry … More

WHEN MY GRANDMA WAS ON the farm, she snapped around one thousand chicken necks and in one day killed, … More

Last Will & Testament When I die bury me at Randall Park Mall beside the pebbled fountain where coiny … More