Philip Gaber : Writing

pawning her dignity

pawning her dignity

A Poem by Philip Gaber


She lived in an attic apartment above a dry cleaner in the red light district of a city whose inhabitants walked around muttering to themselves and pu..
the subtleties have yet to flesh themselves out

the subtleties have yet to flesh themselves out

A Story by Philip Gaber


Jonny came marching home from Iraq, armed with a bottle of Chivas Regal and a gun, the same day Sally was released from rehab.And when Jonny arrived o..
that pale no hoper

that pale no hoper

A Story by Philip Gaber


From L.A. I ventured east to NYC where I worked part-time in a photographic lab, enrolled at the School of Visual Arts, majored in didn’t apply ..
her dna s style

her dna s style

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Bijou’s mascara runs into her worry lines, making her look even more worried than ever.Has beautiful almond-shaped eyes, very sort of pretty fel..
my bohemian life in brooklyn

my bohemian life in brooklyn

A Poem 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..
among the everywoman

among the everywoman

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Maybe I was just trying tofigure you out and ravageyour body just liketime has ravaged it.Or maybe I was just attempting tomake conversation with your..
untitled

untitled

A Poem by Philip Gaber


I’m currently working on a novel based on a synopsis of an idea inspired by a word in a sentence developed from a feeling of an image I experien..
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 gu..
i got the rage in me every now and then

i got the rage in me every now and then

A Poem by Philip Gaber


Keep stealing from other writers, as all of ‘em do, but somehow when I steal it never turns out to be grand theft, just a simple misdemeanor; I ..
resolving this conflict in his mind and soul

resolving this conflict in his mind and soul

A Story by Philip Gaber


II can picture old Hank now sitting at the typer. Drinking from a bottle of cheap wine, Indian cigarette dangling from his thin lips, listening to Sho..