coming of age
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Screaming and Other Things That Sound Like Death
Of course, it’s imperative that I am the way that I am.
The Pieces I began with / Mozart of ruin / My Darkness, Your Darkness
for most of us the trick never materialized
Chasing Inside Straights
It’s hard to meet expectations when everyone calls you Brooks’ son, or Brooks’ boy.
Watching Cement Dry / Cab Shorts
When I was 16, I worked for the Peoria Park District
and I had to get up at 5 a.m.
5 Poems
his neighbor pulled up
in a new car
boy what a car
18/12 / massacre
comparable to
the Illiad, your constant
affection was the
root cause of my destruction
Cornelius
Me and Dunable were raiding the racks at Goodwill, searching for cheap clothes to wear to school that fall, when I came across a faded blue work shirt with a white patch over the left breast pocket, where the name CORNELIUS had been spelled out in red cursive stitching.
Johnny had a dream about the devil
I am at the Walmart
and I feel dead
Tryouts
Tentacles, once fingers, squirm madly from my left hand.
I’m your Huckleberry
I have always had some trouble with friendships.