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Di Schmitt: Now I'm 64

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Art by Bernice Holtzman 2022

Now I’m 64

 

        by Di Schmitt

 

 

Thanks, Fab Four.

Scrimp and save?

For what?

Nobody stuck around

‘Cept that hot, Spanish screamer

For a bit.

Need me? Feed me?

Frying up pork chops

At 3 A.M.

Between needy bitches.

MIA Friday night

Through Sunday morning,

Then all day Sunday

For football

In his lucky shirt.

Tiniest diamond in a ring

Stuck on this tiny finger,

So I can’t hock it.

They mistook him for a pedophile

That day.

That greasy fuck

Impaled on a white picket fence.

No weeds in this garden.

Only a body

Buried so deep,

I bet they found it in China.

 

 

 

Di Schmitt hails from the Ironbound section of Newark, NJ, once voted the “unfriendliest city on the planet.” Di sees herself as a female Bob Mitchum.

Bernice Holtzman’s paintings and collages have appeared in shows at various venues in Manhattan, including the Back Fence in Greenwich Village, the Producer’s Club, the Black Door Gallery on W. 26th St., and one other place she can’t remember, but it was in a basement, and she was well received.

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2022