by David Budbill I come out here every day the weather's good. I got to be around some people. Not that these days people are all that great to be around, but somethin's better 'an nothin', don't you think? I mean, we're a herding animal, don't you think? I can't stand that one room, day after day, day in and day … [Read more...] about JIMMY
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Three Monologues for Women
by David Budbill MISS FORTY You from around here? Where you from? I'm not from around here either. I'm from down near Belly-fon-tane. People think it's Bellefountain--the beautiful fountain--but those of us from down that way know its just plain old Belly-fon-tane. Where you from? Chillicothe? Athens? Akron? Fort Defiance? You from McConnelsville, … [Read more...] about Three Monologues for Women
The Subway Philanthropist
The Emperor is stingy. The Emperor is greedy. The Emperor hatesthe poor. He hates music and sex. And so long as the Emperor ison the throne, the subway philanthropist plies his trade, prowlingthe bowels of New York City moving deliberately from subway sta-tion to subway station dropping fifty-dollar bills into white plasticfive gallon buckets, saxophone … [Read more...] about The Subway Philanthropist
Get Out of Jail Free: Two Poems
How Nice It Is How nice it is to lie in bed on a summer night with the windows open and listen to the thunder far away and listen to the thunder come closer and see the lightening light up the sky and then to lie in bed in the dark and listen to the rain. Oh, how nice it is to be alive and not dead and to do this … [Read more...] about Get Out of Jail Free: Two Poems