Author: TimothyX

Tim Hatch lives in a secret volcano headquarters somewhere in the South Pacific, where he controls the world economy and writes confessional poetry about his disappointing childhood.

His poetry has been published in MungBeing, East Jasmine Review, The Pacific Review, The Vehicle, Touch: The Journal Of Healing, Apeiron Review, and he is the recipient of the 2014 Felix Valdez Award.

He finds writing about himself in the third person to be an overtly seductive invitation to tell lies.

He once captured a French Eagle at Talavera.

Your Thoughts On Religion…

…really don’t matter to me. I found this old (2009) thing what I wrote and thought I’d put it here.  It’s not exactly eloquent, but I stand by the message of “shut up.”  Anyway… Most people I know believe whatever

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Speculative Outrage

Oh man, did I call that wrong.  President Pussy Grabber.  I get that Hillary Clinton is really unlikable for a lot of people, but Donald Trump was endorsed by the fucking Klan.  I can’t believe this needs to be said,

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America, 2036

In my vision I’m sitting on my couch, watching television with a faceless child, one of several in my ever-growing tribe.  We’re watching another mediocre clip show called I Love the Twentyteens.  Each episode is apparently broken down by year

Thesis Stress…

…and other good problems.  I don’t think 2016 was even two weeks old when I got the news that my good friend Gregory Toliver had died.  Gregory was another complicated genius I was fortunate enough to know, and with his

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Who’s The Troll?

“Don’t feed the trolls.”  Once in a while, I apparently have to be reminded what a great piece of advice that is.  I’m at a point in my life where my writing is, once again, my only source of therapy,

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