Day: May 1, 2023

Rest-stop Pizza, and other poems, by Howie Good

Bone on Bone

I had stopped changing my clothes and bathing and just slept most of the day when Yahweh beckoned me with a finger. Don’t make eye contact, I reminded myself. Seconds later, I felt the blast wave on my cheek. Dachshunds yelped as they fell from the sky. Robots with only one goal in sight pursued women through the streets. Orphans banged on strangers’ doors, demanding to be let in. No one was safe. So-called friends deserted me while at my most vulnerable. Fast as I could, I read up on the healing power of positive thinking and found to my wonderment the mind specifically compared to a circus strongwoman lifting an elephant for charity.

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