Fear Itself
by Howie Good
The peeling paint of his heart
grows steadily louder,
like the churning of a doorbell
and the eight-year-old girl
shot in the face by an uncle
when she answered the door.
Song #5
Not every place
with mobsters is New Jersey.
It says it right on the bag,
Plano, Texas, where Frito-Lay lives.
Red grapes or green,
it’s all made of the same mad stuff,
debris blazing from the Big Bang.
Because everyone knows
what the shortest distance
between two points is. It’s love.
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HOWIE GOOD, a journalism professor at the State University of New York, is the author of 18 poetry chapbooks, including Police and Questions (2008) and Still Like with Firearms (2009) from Right Hand Pointing, Tomorrowland (2008) from Achilles Chapbooks, Visiting the Dead (2009) from Flutter Press, and My Heart Draws a Rough Map (2009) from The Blue Hour Press. He has been nominated three times for a Pushcart Prize and four times for the Best of the Net anthology. His first full-length book of poetry, Lovesick, was released in 2009 by Press Americana. |
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