Joseph Pinto

Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet

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poetry written from the inside of bars served raw and unedited from the moment crafted....drinkin' proofs and writin' truths...

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Joseph Pinto

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Arts

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Latest episode

May 21, 2026

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Episodes

inquiry versus demand 21.01.2025

‘inquiry versus demand’     she asks a question (just speaking her mind) a snarl from her throat— isn’t that the prevailing problem a matter of two realities   inquiry versus demand oh we are so far off so far and away from each other that conversation no longer exists between lines and all must be deciphered from tomes that no longer hold meaning or respect for history. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE...

late night 20.01.2025

‘late night’   mascara rimming your eyes  keeps the pools from spilling  while you sell sex freely from your lips;   crimson explosion— you're slaying them in droves.  * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'dead bird,' &...

i've got nothing 17.01.2025

‘i’ve got nothing’   your words are heartfelt   delivered to a heart worn. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'dead bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry...

I will prove you otherwise 16.01.2025

‘i will prove you otherwise’   i’ve lost my muse   i’ve lost my swagger   but i’ve never lost that motherfucking chip on my shoulder. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'dead bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Sco...

innocence suffers 15.01.2025

‘innocence suffers’   he’s out in this world gaps within the dna birthed by snakeskin intentions   child will never know child will never understand —   the devil lives in twisted words heavy hearts and unholy unisons.   * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handc...

birds and bees 14.01.2025

‘birds and bees’ one day when you are older i will tell you all about that thing called love and how it was a lie. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'dead bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit'...

leave me be 13.01.2025

‘leave me be’   there is nothing worse than writing bullshit beside someone who wants to talk it. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'dead bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collectio...

brush strokes 10.01.2025

‘brush strokes’   you're such a fake  painting the perfect picture for others  you’re an abstract portrait at home. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'dead bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit...

anakin 07.01.2025

‘anakin’   train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose. still i clench her tight within my palms. shimmer of stars lighting the cluster of my nerves and she shines straight through. tell me, how can i release her, how in this universe can i ever move on? black hole within a turning heart, she pulls me deep. deeper. every ounce of strength lightyears from anything i gave before yet our...

empathy 05.12.2024

what do we hear from the desperate person? are the words taken from context, or only that which we choose to hear or think we know…?   ‘empathy’   before you get angry please understand i couldn’t hold out anymore. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted...

what we love will kill us 12.11.2024

‘what we love will kill us’ (from ‘dead bird’)    i have trouble sitting inside myself.   you think i am quiet gazing out the window but i am pacing the perch.   i know the blue sky will eat me whole.   i just wonder  will it will break my neck first. * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW ON SALE AT AMAZON!  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The la...

neglecting the pet: an overview 30.10.2024

‘neglecting the pet: an overview’  (from 'dead bird')     you swing my door open i won’t come out extend a hand i won’t budge you’ll feed me now to starve me later you’ll free me now to put me back away you think it’s okay you think i think i should feel blessed and you deflect my depression oh you’ve open walls  (at best) swing my door open i won’t come out extend a hand i won’t budge feed me now...

peering through 22.10.2024

‘peering through’  (from 'dead bird')   no childhood to fall back on small wonder i fear cliffs sterilized by the book i made myself fertile across a page; am i beautiful   a bruise is a knuckle unaware of the patient hand so truth slurs sometimes through lips stained red and the bars of this cage allow more room than they should   silence is like darkness unwanted, but coming.  * ‘DEAD BIRD’ NOW...

accepting the silence 16.10.2024

‘accepting the silence’ (from 'dead bird')   once the blood stains the hands is there coming back or do we start over accepting the silence perhaps interment is a matter of layers a depth of infliction meant to condition the mind of the true horrors that await there is no use brandishing palms not when the stigma already infects self left to rot inside out spat and consumed again mother mary enjoy...

first taste of fall 09.10.2024

‘first taste of fall’   one more thing strapped to my back i have loosened searching for pockets to shift its weight i never learn all that’s been collected is just one more thing someone forgets so why can’t i drop it i deserve to be weightless hollow boned, less structure, more space what’s it like to wake careless, what’s it like to wake knowing, another seed i thought flower turned to vine a v...

bar: 5:02pm sunday 02.10.2024

‘bar: 5:02 pm sunday’   maybe i won’t find healing here but i sure as hell won’t  suffer anymore.    * ‘DEAD BIRD’ RELEASES OCTOBER 15!  TUNE IN FOR MORE DETAILS ! * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' p...

harbinger 23.09.2024

‘harbinger’   i told her i’d check in for a weekend and if no reply she’d know where to collect me.  * MY NEW POETRY COLLECTION RELEASES OCTOBER 15!  DETAILS TO COME ! * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and &#...

you're hurting me 16.09.2024

‘you’re hurting me’   sky falls a slap to the head the sea notwithstanding still, a ringing in my ear and you, with your fondness for forests, leave me as still and cruelly as silent.   my stupid facial expression from its pocket and read like an inscription duplicity has again set its teeth onto me.   while you, indifferent, unspeaking and unsharing, slowly become what he became to you;   an inst...

it's midafternoon and i'll be drinking all night 12.09.2024

‘it’s midafternoon and i’ll be drinking all night’   sit, rediscover faith; false prophets will eventually drain your pocket in time.   your maker won’t be found in gospel rather the sting at the back of your throat.  * MY NEW POETRY COLLECTION RELEASES OCTOBER 15!  DETAILS TO COME ! * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large m...

fodder 06.09.2024

‘fodder’   what attracted you to my writing in the first place? did you say to yourself here is a man unabashedly sharing his pains and losses and inner most thoughts sans the veil of anonymity in such a refreshingly raw and vulnerable way that eventually i’ll reduce him to a depth lower than he’s ever wanted to know? * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited f...

the logic of drinking bourbon alone 27.08.2024

‘the logic of drinking bourbon alone’   an untimely breakup is like a death really,   your lover in the here no longer in the now. * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry col...

there are no leads 26.08.2024

there are no leads   a crime scene now he thumbs through his phone searching for clues a motive behind the tragic death of a starstruck boy and his once in a lifetime love.  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars'...

learning to show you my bruises too 16.08.2024

‘learning to show you my bruises too’   sometimes it’s just one thing that sends the insecure boy scrambling for hidden meaning, for deeper meaning, so scared you’ll say it’s time for you to go home.    sometimes the man smiles while the boy stands in tears.  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry hand...

take what you are wherever you are 14.08.2024

‘take what you are wherever you are’   in my house and i feel unsettled. out of my house and i feel unsettled. within myself and i am grounded. * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit&#3...

mine 13.08.2024

‘mine’   she collects hearts  wherever she goes yet dropped the biggest she’ll find.  * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on...

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