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Art by Ann Marie Rhiel © 2019

desperado

 

by David Spicer

 

 

If anybody ever asked me what days of my life I’d want erased,

it be those two I watched Mona screaming as pushers raped

her, the woman I adored when we embraced our lives as dopers.

 

They lived to regret that and then didn’t live, after I took a rope,

strangled the pair as we listened to La bohème and other operas,

broke their bodies with a rainbow-colored spade and then soared

high as falcons who didn’t know the meaning of time nor speed.

 

Yes, we stole their drugs and money after slitting their throats, spread

gasoline over them, Mona lighting the match so they could reap

what they had sown, yes, I regret that first night of our killing spree,

the night we still run from, the night that will never lie in repose.

 

 

 

David Spicer is a former medical journal proofreader. He has published poems in Santa Clara Review, Synaeresis, Chiron Review, Remington Review, unbroken, Third Wednesday, Yellow Mama, CircleStreet, The Bookends Review, The American Poetry Review, Ploughshares, Gargoyle, The Midnight Boutique, and elsewhere. Nominated for a Best of the Net three times and a Pushcart once, he is the author of one full-length poetry collection, Everybody Has a Story (St. Luke's Press) and six chapbooks, the latest of which is Tribe of Two (Seven CirclePress). He lives in Memphis. His website is www.DavidSpicer76.com/HOME | Mysite



Ann Marie Rhiel is the Assistant Art Director for Yellow Mama Webzine. She was born and raised in Bronx, New York, presently living in New Jersey. She reconnected with her passion for art in 2016 and has had her work exhibited in art galleries around northern New Jersey ever since. She is a commissioned painting artist, who also enjoys photography. Her work has also appeared in Black Petals and Megazine Official.

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