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DRUNK MONKEYS IS A Literary Magazine and Film Blog founded in 2011 featuring short stories, flash fiction, poetry, film articles, movie reviews, and more

Editor-in-chief KOLLEEN CARNEY-HOEPFNEr

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chris pruitt

founding editor matthew guerrero

POETRYManifestations of the Force: Vaderby Andrew Pidoux

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Image © Ralph McQuarrie 

Image © Ralph McQuarrie 

A villain on a pan-galactic scale,
Darth Vader was a monochrome cartoon,
a laboring lung within the grey whale
of his Star Destroyer. Victims would swoon
like failed crops in his wake, while he lifted
barely a metal-boned finger. No moon  
was safe from his sixth sense: he was gifted
with the Force. So why waste it all on rage,
why chop off the arm of your own son
and leave him to die among the garbage
of Cloud City, why blow up Alderaan?!? 
Vader could have been a galactic sage
but basked too long in the Emperor’s glow.
He had potential. He let himself go. 

Andrew Pidoux is the author of Year of the Lion (Salt, 2010). Recent poems of his have appeared in African American Review, Pacific Review, and Punchnel’s, stories in FishFood, Pennsylvania Literary Journal, and Turk’s Head Review, and comics in Forge and Wilderness House. 

Star Wars Poetry
POETRYManifestations of the Force: Vaderby Andrew Pidoux

Before you go see Star Wars: The Force Awakens, check out this Star Wars-inspired sonnet, about the big baddie himself, Darth Vader, from Andrew Pidoux. 

Victims would swoon
like failed crops in his wake, while he lifted
barely a metal-boned finger. No moon  
was safe from his sixth sense: he was gifted
with the Force. 

han solo concept art.jpg
POETRYManifestations of the Force: Soloby Andrew Pidoux

Andrew Pidoux returns with another sonnet from a galaxy far, far away - this time based on Han Solo. 

if his so-called “hunk-of-junk” spaceship
weren’t retrofitted with warp drive to thwart
hulking Star Destroyers and give the slip
to Bounty Hunters, he and his hairy
co-pilot, Chewbacca, his only pal,   
would have stood no chance against such scary    
monsters as sarlaccs, exogorths, et al. 

 

POETRYDeath Star Halloweenby Al Ortolani
POETRYDeath Star Halloweenby Al Ortolani

Al Ortolani invites you to the best party this side of a galaxy far, far away in "Death Star Halloween". 

We returned to our apartment; the kitchen
vibrated with crazies from the Cantina.
The Ewoks appeared with plastic
jack-o-lanterns and uninspected candy.
We dumped it on the Millennium Falcon
bedspread and left them to squabble and sort. 
Manifestations of the Force: Leia by Andrew Pidoux

Andrew Pidoux returns to that galaxy far, far away for his poem "Leia". 

She was a princess but you’d never know.
Adept as she’d become at getting down
and dirty in the trenches or the snow,
she had no use for castle, throne or crown. 
Manifestations of the Force: Yoda by Andrew Pidoux

He seemed to know
everything and nothing, as if space-time
ran right through him and he merely channeled
its Tao. He could feel the rhythm, the rhyme
of all things, understood the untrammeled
Force in all its power. 
Manifestations of the Force: Luke by Andrew Pidoux

To save the galaxy is no big deal,
but to save it twice is much more than luck. 

POETRYDestroy, She Saidby Antonia Wolf

POETRYDestroy, She Saidby Antonia Wolf
POETRYBlack Tinselby Lana Bella

POETRYBlack Tinselby Lana Bella
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