Red Pulp underground is a very cool magazine and very well worth reading. They have an anthology now, that i am in. They also were kind enough to post an ad for "a hunger for mourning" here. Buy it, and buy the anthology. Though I have written maybe 5000 poems, only 420 published though so far in mags. About 600 with the three books. But when I sent to them i had published 300, which is why they say I have written 300. 300 poems is basically two months work, which is a bit bad as death rapidly approaches on a titanium skateboard and with a huge erection.
I should probably add that the only stiffness I associate with death is that rigorous rigor to which we all aspire.