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her own private rapture

A Poem by Philip Gaber

She’d be sitting alone,smoking a cigarette ordrinking a glass of red wine ina sparsely-populated barsomewhere uptown,staring into the strained a..

tryin’ to git it back in my soul

A Poem by Philip Gaber

She came at me with those baby blue infant eyes and said, how are you feeling, baby?And I just shrugged and mumbled something, and she said what'd you..

a matter of mathematics and common sense

A Poem by Philip Gaber

You left the party early.Again.Kept whispering in my ear,“I have this social anxiety disorder.I’m very uncomfortable. I’m sorry, I c..

his shivering life

A Story by Philip Gaber

He thought back. To an earlier time. But the memory was fragmented. In pieces. Colliding with other memories. Just out of reach. Accessible to him onl..

the dust of everyday life

A Story by Philip Gaber

Picasso was talking to a group of elementary school kids.He approached the blackboard and scribbled something on it.None of the children could figure ..

often lost and forgotten

A Poem by Philip Gaber

Ralph Ellison wrote about the invisible man.But guys like me are invisible, too.Our life’s pace and lack of urgencymake us almost imposs..

a construct, a fallacy, a lie

A Poem by Philip Gaber

Do you believe life is eternal?Do you believe Mother Goose wentthrough menopause?Do you realize how expensivelobsters are?Do you fathom a manequippedw..

iI put up some brave fronts in those days

A Poem by Philip Gaber

I’d walk into a bar on Sunset Boulevardand look for the nearest w***e.What else was there to do?My self-esteem was lower than Kafka’s.I&rs..

the bright coming morn

A Story by Philip Gaber

she suffers well

A Poem by Philip Gaber

She was svelte and blond and fromLouisville, Kentucky,6’3” in heels.Within the first 3 minutes ofmeeting me, she announced drilythat Paxil..