Hangin’ Out at the Git and Go, poetry by Jason Ryberg

Hangin’ Out at the Git and Go

The moon tonight is
the lone, pink sodium street
light of one more no

name, gas station / grain
elevator town with no
bar, no diner, no

movie theater
(since 1980-something),
nothing to do on

a Friday or a
Saturday night but get in-
to trouble in some

other town the next
county over, or hang out
here, at the Git and

Go, and watch a few
cars passing through; sometimes some
outta town types pull

in to gas up and
walk around a while, stretching
and joking, asking

themselves, each other
and, finally, one of us
where the hell are we?

Jason Ryberg is the author of eighteen books of poetry, six screenplays, a few short stories, a box full of folders, notebooks and scraps of paper that could one day be (loosely) construed as a novel, and, a couple of angry letters to various magazine and newspaper editors. He is currently an artist-in-residence at both The Prospero Institute of Disquieted P/o/e/t/i/c/s and the Osage Arts Community, and is an editor and designer at Spartan Books. His latest collection of poems is The Great American Pyramid Scheme (co-authored with W.E. Leathem, Tim Tarkelly and Mack Thorn, OAC Books, 2022). He lives part-time in Kansas City, MO with a rooster named Little Redand a billygoat named Giuseppe and part-time somewhere in the Ozarks, near the Gasconade River, where there are also many strange and wonderful woodland critters.