Monthly Archives: March 2013

Sammy, the Gat: “The Cheesy Burgheress Does A 180.”

(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) (Glossary at end.) My headlights open/close as I slow-boat it back to with-it-land. Hagface is helicopterin’ over me, pitchin’ a top-sergeant command to rise and shine. I teeter-totter on my 45-degree arm joint … Continue reading

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“I Am Prepared”

There is a lull in the storm. The air is still. Trees recently bent To the ground Stand tall again Their leaves intact. I am prepared. Canned food In the cupboard. Bottles of water On the sink. Kerosene lamps Atop … Continue reading

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“A One-Sided Chat With My Dentist”

So good of you to see me, Dr. Jones. Of course, sit down; long day, please rest your bones. You’ve seen my x-rays, what’s your prognosis? Not too close, doc, you have halitosis. Root canals, bridge, caps and restoration. Twenty … Continue reading

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“Tea with Andrew Jackson on the Eve of the 1828 Presidential Election”

(Written for a dVersePoets prompt to imagine a conversation with a famous person.) It’s very kind of you, General Jackson To ask me to tea. The memories the Hermitage must hold. Please share some with me. Rachel, of course, your … Continue reading

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“The Porcelain Vase”

A vase Of pure white porcelain Stands tall And proud On the fireplace mantle. Jagged edges Set off Skin so thin It might shatter Under pressure From firm fingertips. The chiseled face Of a Native American Emerges from Yet remains … Continue reading

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Sammy, the Gat: “Dobbin Bobs His Noggin”

(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) (Glossary at end.) I catch a flash of a Bessie Bossie blackjack and tuck my conk into my armpit as the tortoise in the Michael Kors sparklies connects behind my left cauliflower. I … Continue reading

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Sammy, the Gat: “The Heinz 57 Man”

(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) Glossary at end. Now I’m an ace five-notches hit man, and Johnnie Pickles, a two-bit like-kind, has me in his view finder. I got no druthers. I gotta go after him. I two-step … Continue reading

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