all serious-minded combat fearsA Poem by Philip Gaber
Chapter I I Have Issues I Need to Address The rudderless, misanthropic, persecuted, stoned-drunk Jew opens the moral door of a Christian Universe where sleepy-voiced, born-again angel dolls fall for two-bit grieving thieves and prophets with proof and clues up their sleeves. Chapter II The Guilty Silence of the Wounded Alter-Ego Personal fiction is filled with painful dissatisfaction, migraine-inducing soliloquies, exceedingly obscure imagery, unshaven needy grumblers, egoists, and antiheroes nursing grudges. Chapter III Reshaping Memories No longer trapped in his wishy-washy existence, the persecuted, stoned-drunk Jew finds everyday optimism in the arms of a Bible-spouting comic cultist queen who forgives his forty-five-year-old start-and-stop all-encompassing shortcomings. Chapter IV Exorcising the Things That Are Eating Me Up I should start writing things most plebians can understand. Don’t try to play with the language, don’t try to be cute, don’t try to impress your ninth-grade English teacher. Just write the truth of your life. Expose it. Don’t attempt to define it, explain it, or complain about it. Let the people decide if you’re worth reading. They will always let you know. They’re the only ones who matter. © 2024 Philip GaberReviews
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2 Reviews Added on June 6, 2024 Last Updated on June 6, 2024 AuthorPhilip GaberCharlotte, NCAboutI hate writing biographies. I was one of those kids who rode a banana seat bike and watched Saturday morning cartoons and Soul Train. But my mother would never buy any of those sugary cereals for us k.. more..Writing
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