Poet E.D. Lough
"I told you, them, someone, the end would come, right when my poetry books were beginning to be read, right when the burning started, and the city screamed, fucking hell."
from the poem "War" by E.D. Lough
An Unbelievable Death, A Heart That Won't Quit
Discover the Extraordinary Journey of E.D. Lough: Unleashing a Legacy of Words 1992-2022
Featuring a collection of over 200 pages of writings, including 20 new additions and showcasing E.D. Lough's captivating word art from his renowned Poet Series!
Eric David Lough's writing is chock-full of relatable experiences involving alcohol, love, anger, intimacy, brutality, and the unfiltered existence of a truly authentic individual. -- Henry Rollins, American singer, writer, and spoken word artist.
E.D. Lough possesses an irresistibly witty honesty, skillfully placing words in a manner that engulfs the reader in the same captivating journey. -- Kent State Icon Literary Magazine
Really good work. Keep going, keep writing, stay real.-- Dan Fante, Poet, Novelist
"IT was good to feel its voice, its hands, clinching the lifeless tracks, running through mountains, cities, rivers, spitting grease, holding its nose high."
from the poem, "The Last Run" by E.D. Lough
"OUR CONVERSATION KEPT ON GOING, NEVER SKIPPING A BEAT, EVEN AS THE DOG WENT, CRAZY EATING CAT SHIT FROM THE LITTER BOX, EVEN AS THE COUCH BLAZED, SCREAMING FOR ITS LIFE, EVEN AS THE NEIGHBOR KID BLEW HIS BRAINS OUT, WITH HIS FATHERS 45, EVEN THEN, WE KEPT ON GOING."
FROM THE POEM, "CAREFREE SEX & CHITCHAT" BY E.D. LOUGH