Rotisserie
Under the heat lamp, in the plastic dome, the birds go around like a slow parade…
Vol. 03 · Now Available at the Front of the Store
A real literary magazine for the warehouse-club arts and letters.
Executive Members Only is the literary magazine of the warehouse club. We publish poetry about bulk, membership, the food court, the parking lot, the free sample, the flat cart, the receipt check, and the enormous fluorescent room where American want is stacked forty feet high on wooden pallets. We are elitist in name only. The name is the entire elitism.
There is no membership. There is no card. There is no tier above you and no velvet rope and nobody at the door. You are already an executive member. You have been this entire time. Congratulations, and please take a cart.
We are not affiliated with any warehouse club, retailer, or hot dog.
Under the heat lamp, in the plastic dome, the birds go around like a slow parade…
The economy failed, the landlord wrote again, my car makes a sound like a question…
Forty-eight cans, shrink-wrapped, a brick of silver fish pressed flat as a hymnal…
He draws a yellow line through the middle of everything I own and hands it back…
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