Monthly Archives: February 2013

Sammy, the Gat: “The Ragtop Without A Top”

(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) (Glossary at end.) My newly IDed Celtic contact is leakin’ crimson curlicues on the dusty as I circumvent the circumstances and head for the threshold. I got a speed-need for a juice mobile … Continue reading

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“Death in the Country”

I stare at the vine-covered barn with its rotting wood, wretched roof, overgrown barnyard. A door opens and a woman runs from the building as a man holding a pistol steps into the opening. Her body stiffens as she stops, … Continue reading

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“Ode to Kaspar Hauser”

A boy appeared At the barracks gate A torn letter In his hand. Kaspar Hauser It said His mother is poor His father Is a cavalry man. Soft hands Blistered feet No knowledge Of the world He came From a … Continue reading

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Sammy, the Gat: “I Doodle On My Noodle”

(Glossary at end.) I eyeball it past Lefty Louie, who’s standin’next to me, and digitize the slick pics the precip rough-drafts on the frame pane of the fly-to. Double L’s etch-a-sketch reflection mimes him finger-itchin’ to double-clamp my ab-slab. My … Continue reading

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“A Bizarre Statue”

A light drizzle discourages visitors from lingering in the plaza where a bizarre statue commemorates my death. Unplanned and unprovoked, my murder occurred on a dreary day like today. My brilliant lover, whose sculptures were spawned by anger and frustration, … Continue reading

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“The Corpse”

I’m a cop And I’m looking down At the battered body Of a young woman. Face obliterated Hair crudely cropped Above her ears Finger tips Scraped clean Clothing gone. An anonymous victim Of indiscriminate Street crime. So I think. Until … Continue reading

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“A Tiny Flicker”

A tiny flicker Red and yellow Touch of blue Edge of green Next to orange Grows To fill The small window Of my attic room. I lie still Under the quilt Sewn By my great aunt Lena. The colors morph … Continue reading

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