Poetry: Escape Artist

Issue 1.2

by Howie Good

I liked to walk around with a friend and a granola bar, especially when I was wasted, my mind free of the tedium of this size 71/2 head. Understand? Ambulances roamed the roads in anticipation of frequent car accidents. Canaries were there, and there were lemon trees, and they brought smallpox and hundreds of words, none of which rhymed. The sky got so dark sometimes that shadows from all over the world seemed to appear out of nowhere and then leave me with eyes engorged with blood. Today yet another woman said the darkness reached up her skirt. Point me to the doorway to the river. I just want to sit and play guitar to the goldfish.


Howie Good co-edits White Knuckle Press with Dale Wisely. His most recent collection of poetry is A Ghost Sings, A Door Opens (2016) from Another New Calligraphy.

Missing Persons

Issue 1.2

by Howie Good

1
Do you see the donut?
Do you just see the hole?
But if you see the hole,
then where is Mary?

2
I’m killing you –
in my dreams.

So?

No one ever
dies of it.

3
Stop crying.
It’s simple,

like strikethroughs
on a typewriter.

4
I was just thinking you should hug me.
It’s one of the 10 useful objects
no one should be without when traveling.

#1 assembled from Mercy Hospital, a series of drawings by Ida Applebroog.


Howie Good co-edits White Knuckle Press with Dale Wisely. His most recent collection of poetry is A Ghost Sings, A Door Opens (2016) from Another New Calligraphy.