If you stood on Venus, where the atmospheric haze is so thick that it bends light, it theoretically would be possible to stare at the back of your own head. Which would mean you’d never again have the pleasure of helping a beautiful woman fasten the clasp on her necklace. On Jupiter, a beautiful woman…
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1. Colonial Voice-over 2. When That I had Bus-Stop Patience 3. Go Deep 4. A New Category of Response to Beautiful Women 5. I Am the Stringer, I Am the Strung 6. The 90-Percent-Solution Solution 7. Ode to Emancipated Minors 8. Real Falling 9. From Book XVI: The Lingerie Wars 10. Why Me Poet 11….
Fortune by Dobby Gibson
Fortune We think we are little gods yet the one thing we fear most is to be left alone So we carve one another’s names into the desktops, drop rocks from the trestle. We invent and overuse the long vowel. To be loved, speak with your hands. To learn how, open a magazine and try…
Gone Before by Dobby Gibson
Gone Before Sadness, though your beard may be fake, your anonymity is quite real, whispered the dying man to his nurse, raising his arms for his last sponge bath. Early renderings had no vanishing point. Painters dream in oil. Dreams, like canaries, are sent down into our mineshafts to discover how long we might survive;…
Fortune by Dobby Gibson
It can never be that way again.Every neighbor is, to some degree, a spy. When you arrive, they will have been expecting you. And still a cold wind washes silver through he gate. Smut glows from behind the gas station registers. Most things float when they die. They need you in wardrobe, fair enough, but…