Only the Good
by James Lilley
They left me on the curb
cold hard concrete
my best shirt
she had picked out special
grotesque neon sign
washing me in green
Downtown’s only Irish
while I gasped for breath.
They’d hit me with
somewhere in my chest
bad deeds always catch up
my wife sobbing nearby
a dirty cop
all those memories
reaching out was hopeless
trying to talk filled my
I didn’t pray
Who needed a God?
Only the good die young.
Lilley, 34, is a father of three from Swansea, Wales. He is a retired
professional boxer and active MMA and bareknuckle fighter. He works a day job
as a network engineer and is currently enrolled in a part-time diploma for
Creative Writing. 2020 was the first year James submitted any poetry, having
written privately for years. He’s had work published in Spillwords,
Punk Noir Magazine, Black Bough Poetry, Close to the Bone, Splintered
Disorder Press, the Daily Drunk Magazine, Fevers of the Mind
Poetry, The Five-Two, and Versification. He was selected as Versification’s
Punk of the Year 2020 and has Poetry Book due for publication Jan 2022 with Close
to the Bone.
Rosmus is a Jersey
girl who looks like a Mob Wife & talks like Anybody’s from West Side
Story. She works out 5-6 days a week, so needs no excuse to drink or do
whatever the hell she wants She’s been published in the usual places, such as Shotgun
Honey, Hardboiled, A Twist of Noir, Megazine, Beat to a Pulp, Out
of the Gutter, Mysterical-E, and Rock and a Hard Place. She
is the editor/art director of the ezine, Yellow Mama. She’s a Gemini, a
Christian, and an animal rights activist. She has recently been branching out
into photo illustration, under the guidance and mentoring of Ann Marie Rhiel.