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Self-Portrait of Someone Else (excerpt)

19981998 views77 comments33 favs

Recently I think I became someone else. When the alarm clock rings in the morning, it sounds sharper than usual; getting up, my feet don't seem to quite touch the floor; looking into my bathroom mirror, my face seems to be melting, sliding, my eyes dri

'The Good Life' Not by Bud Smith

19981998 views1111 comments77 favs

I'm trying to read a Poetry in Motion poem on there wall of a crowded electric train

The Trench

19981998 views3838 comments1717 favs

His face was cold and hard as marble. Rudy’s angular features shuddered and twitched in the darkness.

The Fish, the Fisherman, and the Sea

19981998 views44 comments11 fav

My father is remarkably clever. That is, for a rundown, henpecked fisherman. He has caught me again. He has me slung over his back in a rickety lobster trap and I can hear him huffing and the water in him sloshing and though I can't see his face, I imagine it is ruddied…

Arcana Magi Cross - c.5

19981998 views00 comments00 favs

They stood before the opened door, where cold vapor seeped out along their feet and chilled their bodies. The Avatars figured this was what the necromancer used to get inside.

Take Your Gun to Work Day

19971997 views2929 comments1515 favs

In a rousing show of support for guns and the owners who love them, the Legislature passed and Governor Greg Abbott gleefully signed a law proclaiming April 15 as Take Your Gun to Work Day in Texas.

Second verse, same as the first

19971997 views22 comments22 favs

Most people assume I’m gay, and have assumed I’m gay since I was in fifth grade. Maybe sooner. Maybe fifth grade is just my first memory of recognizing what other people believed true about me. But coming out as a gay man in 1987, when I was in fifth gra

Truth at a Bonsai Booth

19971997 views99 comments55 favs

I envisioned bound feet of ancient Asian women who wore embroidered slippers that hid grotesque disfigurements.

DRIP

19961996 views2020 comments1111 favs

...you lick you ice cream, little pink tongue like a cat's, flick, flick... lick fast, girl, the heat's gonna melt it...

A Bear Story

19961996 views33 comments33 favs

In the spring, my father would dress for class in a bear costume and chase students around campus.

Something Jazzy

19961996 views1414 comments1313 favs

. . . clinging to life in a shroud of winter air. It veered up five flights to a sweltering summer night on the roof . . .

Europe, 1960

19961996 views2323 comments2222 favs

The painting was on loan from a gallery in Chicago. We stood there connecting the dots.

Hot Cocoa and Bourbon

19961996 views00 comments00 favs

Walking into the living room and next to the tree, he handed his wife Kathy her Minnie and plopped himself on the couch. Their three kids, two girls and the youngest a boy, tore through the wrapping paper like a pack of rabid wolves tearing through a deer

Thick Rib of the Lamentation Animal

19961996 views55 comments66 favs

This violin of oneself, this rough strum of I, arc of wing over thick rib. This masturbatory chirping like the meat of God clenched in your teeth, an apostrophe giving aloneness possession over the inarticulate, a bridge between chords.

A Taste For Music

19951995 views22 comments00 favs

“Nothing we have here can stop them,” the Lumi said, “We were hoping there might be something in your world we might try.” “Even if we had something, how would I get it to you? ”We are working on that, in the meantime, will you help us?” I

Blink

19951995 views44 comments22 favs

He stands straighter and walks toward the phone in the back, near the bathrooms. His wet sock slaps loudly against the tile floor. The buzz of conversation dims to whispers, barely audible above the roar of the espresso machine.

Headstone III

19951995 views2828 comments2121 favs

My only brother. Frantic flesh clings to bone.

New Questions of Travel

19951995 views2626 comments1818 favs

Watching water fall in the longest waterfall/ becomes immediately tedious

Letter to the Editor

19941994 views1212 comments99 favs

Some time ago, I began to write you letters with the idea of helping your newspaper become a more complete map of our little shared world.

Summertime

19941994 views1111 comments77 favs

I am so happy to see winter almost gone

Will #17

19941994 views88 comments44 favs

I want crazy at my funeral. I want clowns, a petting zoo, fireworks, craps tables, male and female strippers, and a three-person band composed of old men wearing striped vests, black pants, and straw hats: one plays a banjo, another on tuba, and…

Kepler On The Bus

19931993 views2727 comments1919 favs

On the bus I sat like an ounce.

Stay. Sit. Listen.

19931993 views2121 comments99 favs

There is a small church in the south of Italy, with a stained-glass window depicting the sister of John The Baptist.

Elegy For the Old Republic

19931993 views33 comments22 favs

You call the shit in this paper news? ‘Dog Accidentally Shoots Man With His Own Gun, Swedish Man Bursts Into Flames on Train Platform, The Truth About Elvis's Hidden Extraterrestrial Daughter.' Seriously? Enough about Elvis already.

True Fear

19931993 views44 comments22 favs

Flush, a sputter, and the water level rises, slowly. Flush again.

Three Photos

19921992 views33 comments00 favs

The first photo above shows plainly: five children dressed in suits and dresses. There are three girls. Each girl wears a yellow sundress with chiffon ribbons. The boys have been terrorizing them--the girls, not the dresses.

Poems Are Scary Things

19921992 views2323 comments1616 favs

They will take you, naked, and put their tongues and fingers into intimate, erogenous openings

April Haiku

19921992 views2020 comments1010 favs

A sardonic moon/ surveys our plight and cackles.

13 Halloweens

19921992 views22 comments22 favs

1. The Walking Heart Attack Man has two outfits. In the summer he dresses in a short sleeve checkered button down shirt and high waisted Bermuda shorts with sandals. In the winter he wears dark pants and loafers with a gray corduroy coat…

Hat, Mouse, Tortoise, Zen

19911991 views1717 comments55 favs

I try to help my pet-mouse by dangling cheese from a piece of string in front of him. Or by making meow sounds. Sometimes, my pet-mouse wins, sometimes the hamster with the great body.