Philip Gaber : Writing

i feel like i can't remember how i feel

i feel like i can't remember how i feel

A Story by Philip Gaber


So now that I've finally found my voice, I can begin to write that Marginal American Novel.Its central theme will be The Search for Personal Identity...
knowing that the pain Is his

knowing that the pain Is his

A Story by Philip Gaber


1 Buddy, without a large enough dose of heroin to make him feel like a superhero wonders why his shadow keeps disappearing while he stands in..
prferring form to truth

prferring form to truth

A Poem by Philip Gaber


My x-girl, with her hair, getting twenty hoursof unstoppable volume, and her face gettingthe deepest-feeling clean available just gother PhD from Berk..
an intimate relationship which should never be broken

an intimate relationship which should never be bro..

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Let me get something settled cause you’re gonna hear all kinds of stories about me. Yes, I am a fallen man. I was tempte..
an intimate relationship which should never be broken

an intimate relationship which should never be bro..

A Story by Philip Gaber


My poem is about you. It’s a fiction that unfolds marvelously. Simple and unaffected. Ancient and powerful. Not ..
my bohemian life in brooklyn

my bohemian life in brooklyn

A Story by Philip Gaber


Penniless theater major chain-smokes cigarillos and extinguishes them in a can of Red Bull, tightens her arms around her torso, making sure too much o..
no help in truth

no help in truth

A Story by Philip Gaber


My mom calls me.“How are you?” she says.“Fine,” I say. “Are you meeting anyone?”“I meet people everywhere I ..
 “No Tenderness in da 'Hood”

“No Tenderness in da 'Hood”

A Poem by Philip Gaber


If MGM ever tried to adapt my life into a movie, they'd have to call it "No Tenderness in da 'Hood."Because I'm an American Poet, see.And that says a ..
anthem of a poignant reality

anthem of a poignant reality

A Story by Philip Gaber


There are days when all those secrets and issues come back to me like an extended, slow, acid flashback.There was something boldly experimental and od..
she's alone but chemically balanced

she's alone but chemically balanced

A Poem by Philip Gaber


See her there. Looking very ill-at-ease. Don’t know why. Maybe because she isn’t happy with her makeup. Perhaps because she’s menstr..