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Jack-Poem by Judith Partin-Nielsen
singles ad Westwood Magazine-Poem by Judith Partin-Nielsen
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Roxyanna-Poem by David Spicer
Wanted-Poem by David Spicer
Whataya Say?-Poem by David Spicer
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Dark Tales from Gent's Pens

“WANTED”

 

by David Spicer

 

 

My blonde friends, identical twins

Eskimo and Mohawk, called each

other Charlatan as a joke:

they confused everyone but me,

for Eskimo wore cufflinks,

and Mohawk sported permanent

goosebumps after we asked together,

Wanna be lovebirds? Eskimo shook

her head, sneered, You can’t have

Mohawk—we’re one person

with the same DNA, and you’re

nothing but a human blowjob.

I laughed. It’s our karma to fuck

forever, I said. Waiting in a post

office line, we pretended

I was worthy of one

of its WANTED posters.

Wanted by you, Eskimo,

I teased. Go deliver that line

to some catfish, Eskimo said.

You Pollyanna bitch, Eskimo,

I love this medicine man.

We connect so much I faint

like a pregnant rabbit when

I kiss him, said Mohawk.

Here’s an idea, I suggested.

What? the twins asked in unison.

Let’s take a bus to Sturgis,

throw a tailgate party,

and chug beer with the Invaders.

Hell, Eskimo dared, not

until you commit a felony

and earn that WANTED poster.

 

 

David Spicer has had poems in Chiron Review, The New Verse News, Yellow Mama, Alcatraz, Gargoyle, Easy Street, Third Wednesday, Reed Magazine, Santa Clara Review, Rat’s Ass Review, Midnight Lane Boutique, PloughsharesThe American Poetry Review, and elsewhere. The author of Everybody Has a Story and five chapbooks, he’s the former editor of raccoon, Outlaw, and Ion Books. His latest chapbook is From the Limbs of a Pear Tree, available from Flutter Press.

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2017