3 Poems by Michael Marrotti

A Contradiction Of The Doctrine Free thinking don’t cost a thing come to think of it it’s on the house The negation of asceticism and display of my appearance may be of dubious nature to you But that doesn’t grant you the right regardless of how righteous To jump to the conclusion that I need help from the almighty above I’m close to him in this precise moment the pills have taken effect I’m…

A Review: F.D.A. Approved Poetry by Michael Marrotti

Having read a few Michael Marrotti poems online, I embarked on F.D.A. Approved Poetry, a self-published chapbook of twenty-four poems, with a substantial level of reserve. By the author’s reputation, along with the book’s title and cover image – a scattering of pharmaceutical drugs – I expected not much more than self-congratulating masturbation. At this point in my life, I’ve reached the easy…

A Career Move: By Michael Marrotti

    It’s funny how life works out. After four excruciating years in the small press scene, I was famous. A living, breathing overnight sensation. What’s even funnier is, I can’t attribute my writing to the fame. It was a complete denigration of the art form that awarded me the accolades.

You’re shaking your head in disbelief, huh? Well, please allow me to explain.

A poem I wrote a few years back…

“Season Of Contempt”

 Fiction by Michael Marrotti Art by LaChele Claypool- Deevolutionary Photography     I’m upstairs in the medicine cabinet, attempting to secure my mental health, when I hear,    “Mario, what’s taking so long? You’re missing the movie.”    Like I give a fuck about the latest Paul Dano movie right now. She knows this isn’t an easy time of the year for me. My father’s on his way up here from Florida…

Courtesy As Fallacy In Contemporary Poetry? By Michael Marrotti

  I’ve been a part of the small press scene long enough to know that ingenuity and sincerity don’t mean a thing.  If they did, there wouldn’t be this constant influx of superficial sycophants, and poetry that is synonymous with mediocrity.

I’ve recently gone through with a social media experiment where I’ll “LIKE”someone else’s writing, just to see where it’ll lead me. It’s led me to the path of…

Poetry by Michael Marrotti ∅ Art by Barry Southerland

420 is the stoner holiday for most who enjoy bong hits Pepsi and pizza delivery

For others its the day that spawned a monster or a malicious school shooting by those who refused to take what they were offered

It’s a day of remembrance it’s a day to forget for me its one of the most memorable days of the year

So for someone with a bad memory and…

  True story by Michael Marrotti ⊗  Art by James Guy 

“My miserable boss, who wasn’t keen on hygiene, pushed it too far on that Monday night. He was screaming at me over trivial issues, like how to dispose of the garbage correctly.”

  My miserable boss, who wasn’t keen on hygiene, pushed it too far on that Monday night. He was screaming at me over trivial issues, like how to dispose of the…

Contemporary Poetry by Michael Marrotti

This is a part two response in a poetic version on the state of poetry by Michael Marrotti. Read & Njoy

Contemporary Poetry

It’s a digital playground of unworthy abstract artists

Desperate smiles and poetry that owns no merit

Who can write in volume the most forgettable amount of poems

It’s a race to be first and nobody is watching

The audience is the competition Both are stuck on the same stanza