Philip Gaber : Writing

Punkenville Chronicles: A Journey of Misfit Memories

Punkenville Chronicles: A Journey of Misfit Memori..

A Story by Philip Gaber


I was born in a town called Punkenville on December 5, 1964. At the time it had a population of about 4,000. Today there are over 6,000 people l..
it sorta went a little something like this…

it sorta went a little something like this…

A Story by Philip Gaber


Hey God? Or whoever the f**k is out there. Sorry about the “f**k”. If those kinda words offend you. Maybe you’re cool with it, I dun..
hung over dialed

hung over dialed

A Story by Philip Gaber


It was 7:45 am. I hung over dialed. I knew I shouldn't have done it, but who can argue with my id? Amazingly, she picked up. ..
his indestructible human spirit

his indestructible human spirit

A Poem by Philip Gaber


He wanted to know what I did in my spare time. I told him I did a little writing here and there.“So you drink much or…?” he said.&l..
   It's Never Boring, Though I'm Not Sure It Has a Point

It's Never Boring, Though I'm Not Sure It Has a..

A Poem by Philip Gaber


On Tuesday, July 2, 1995, I was parked in a car at the top of a hill with a gun and a bottle of Xanex.I began thinking about all those broken pieces I..
how can I possibly put the last two years of my life with you into words?

how can I possibly put the last two years of my li..

A Story by Philip Gaber


It was back a few years. 1992, 1994, somewhere around there.I’d suddenly become haggard, emotionally worn, and disillusioned virtually overnight..
thrift shop princesses

thrift shop princesses

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Zoë Fluck and Chloe Zuck were always partying sober, tanning in the summer but never getting their makeup to look good. When Zo&eu..
a sort of separation

a sort of separation

A Poem by Philip Gaber


I find myself being less and less engaged in conversations. People will tell me all about their trips to Italy,their friends who call them at twoin th..
in the beginning

in the beginning

A Story by Philip Gaber


I began to think about the beginning. The birth. The facts. Born in Winsted, Connecticut, on Saturday, December 5, 1964 ..
deep dark high dive

deep dark high dive

A Story by Philip Gaber


“...because of a deeper grief which is peculiar to childhood and not easy to convey: a sense of desolate loneliness and helplessness, of being..

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