Philip Gaber : Writing

a dream’s gotta say something or it’s not worth the trouble

a dream’s gotta say something or it’s ..

A Story by Philip Gaber


I went to a shrink. He told me I was half crazy. I asked him for a prescription. He thought about it and gave me one.But when I reached the pharmacy, ..
all serious-minded combat fears

all serious-minded combat fears

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Chapter II Have Issues I Need to AddressThe rudderless, misanthropic, persecuted, stoned-drunk Jew opens the moral door of a Christian Universe where ..
the most genius solutions

the most genius solutions

A Story by Philip Gaber


IJon Jon's wearing black shades to hidehis bloodshot eyes; he's been smoking a lot of potlately and doesn't have any eye drops."It's a fine line betwe..
just another easy-to-believe tragicomedy

just another easy-to-believe tragicomedy

A Story by Philip Gaber


Think it was 1990.Funny how you can’t remember dates when you’ve been alone for so long.Seems like somebody was always pulling a gun on me..
this bewailing cry

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..
March 28, 2024

March 28, 2024

A Poem by Philip Gaber


I had another screaming/shouting jag this morning because I've gained about 20 lbs and I couldn't button my jeans! That just f*****g set me right off...
a quiet neurotic bedtime

a quiet neurotic bedtime

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Nana stood by the picture window, staring out into the thickening fog…“The day I was born,” she said. ”I’m sure I s..
nothing to divide

nothing to divide

A Story by Philip Gaber


In those days, the prevailing attitude toward Wiley Ouellette was that he was a fascist, not a socialist, although he swore up and down that he wa..
living is no newer

living is no newer

A Poem by Philip Gaber


he said: I don’t really know why I’m so sad… she said: It’s because you don’t know when t..
the cliches stopped when i was drunk

the cliches stopped when i was drunk

A Story by Philip Gaber


I headed for Zozzie's, a little dive I frequent whenever I feel likeoverdosing on expired prescription medication.The owner was a semi-acquaintance of..