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from my own weight

A Poem by Philip Gaber

It’s about not returning the smilesof others or mirroring their enthusiasm.It’s about not extending myself.It’s about refraining fro..

nothing but real

A Poem by Philip Gaber

She was in her chair, secured, sedated, colorless.“This whole thing seems small,”she said softly with her breath,then showed me the crease..

the energy of nothing

A Poem by Philip Gaber

We didn’t possess a lot of insight,just a lot of adolescent myopia.We were more metaphysical than our eldersgave us credit for.We embodied somet..

My Twitter Account

A Story by Philip Gaber

If you have Twitter account (I never refer to it as X) and would like to share handles me, then we can follow each and make sure each of us knows wher..

wrenched out of some familiar life-pattern

A Poem by Philip Gaber

I never get the girl I like.I always get the gangly, angry girlwith guileless eyes and stringy hairwho has a tendency toward passivity.Or the gaunt, h..

a chronological complicated story

A Story by Philip Gaber

One morning, Jenny and I were lounging around (I think it was a Saturday because Bugs Bunny cartoons were on), and she started talking all serious and..

where nothing else was growing

A Story by Philip Gaber

It was 1978.They all wanted to knowwhy I sat around drawing picturesof aliensandspaceshipsandreadingR. Crumb comics instead of studyingor making frien..

this bewailing cry

A Story by Philip Gaber

Phone rings; somebody on the other end wants to know when I’m coming to visit them…I’m so distracted, I mutter, “I haven&rsqu..

she jives by night

A Story by Philip Gaber

Boy: I love you…Girl: I love you, too…I think…Boy: How do you know?Girl: ‘Cuz I feel it…I recalled a distant lover w..

who's sid vicious?

A Story by Philip Gaber

And so our record deal disintegrated right before our eyes, and we went back to playing high school proms and bars with names like Hurl and Fatzos.It ..