It was a hot and humid Morning. Boys crowded the room. We waited, shouting, throwing Things at each other. Then like a Boxer he ran out of his Office and hurled his briefcase At the lectern. It collided, Knocking it sideways. He shouted Louder than us that we were all Young, naïve, undisciplined. Then he…
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Gay
Let’s be all glamorous, You know you want to. Let’s be all free, And careless and happy. You know you didn’t want to fight the war, You didn’t even have to. Just say that you didn’t fight the war, And that you can’t, Fight it again. Come on, let’s go up to that bar, And…
Childhood
“Look mummy! There’s a shape-changer on the roof! First it was a man, and now it is a cougar!” “-Don’t be silly, boy, shape-changers don’t climb onto rooves.” “Yes yes! I saw it! He’s there.” The sun beat down on the mother and son, Their little tea party on the deck continued. Howard finished…
The Past
A yellow moon glowers, Over my homely mansion. A werewolf stalks on the pavement level. Here in the trees are the huge boughs, Of the neighborhood. We dwell, in the night-time, Above the ground, In a complex of closed apartments, Made of wood. The sickening dim light of the streets, Shines up weakly at the…
Living
I was reared in the Church of Don’t-Worry-About-It, Under Saint Nobody. Nobody has stayed by my side all my life. He never criticizes, or he doesn’t answer back. Nobody walks with me, So I walk with nobody. He’s fine. I went with him to the Wailing Wall, Where I began to bang my head. My…
Home
At the far gable end two small windows, which were barred on the outside, flanked a small narrow room, which was portioned off from the rest of the room. It was used as a dressing room for amateur dramatics.
FROM MY WINDOW
And from my window I can see So many things that call to me Trees and shrubs, spring flowers are there Birds are darting everywhere Busy nesting come what may From dawn until the end of day And from my window I can see The ocean and it calls to me Waves breaking gently…