Philip Gaber : Writing

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..
happiness is...

happiness is...

A Story by Philip Gaber


Another one of those words - like faith - that has become utterly meaningless. Happiness is just another manufactured concept. It's something else the..
let the sun set on this

let the sun set on this

A Poem by Philip Gaber


I heard you when you said you don’t like diamond cluster rings…I heard you when you said grace before we ate our... meal…I..
a man running in orange county

a man running in orange county

A Story by Philip Gaber


1.I got up, dressed, drank coffee, and lit a cigarette.Walked to the bus stop.Boarded the crosstown bus.Sat next to an older woman who smelled like Vi..
forgotten by a departing circus, long ago

forgotten by a departing circus, long ago

A Poem by Philip Gaber


The movie opened with an old clown sitting on a swing, smoking, and sipping from a flask. A young girl approached him cau..
a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma

a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma

A Poem by Philip Gaber


The paparazzi gathered around me, quoting my facial expressions. I was pleased to see that my furrowed brow did not make the morning..