By Jon Wesick We gather to mourn the loss of Alice stroking her brown-and-white Saint Bernard, Barbara embracing her acoustic guitar, Cheryl who tipsy on Chianti flirted with me at Don’s going-away dinner, Roberta who toured Chinese Zen temples, Brad who worked nonviolence into his martial arts when evicting drunks from a topless bar, Jeff [...]
By Jon Wesick The smell of reused, vegetable oil made Uncle Sam’s mouth water as he examined the backlit menu above the brushed-steel counter. When the cashier in the multicolored baseball cap motioned, Uncle Sam stepped forward. “I’ll have a cheeseburger, fries, and root beer.” “That’ll be $6.25.” The harsh overhead lights exposed the acne [...]
By Jon Wesick There’s a poetry reading in Victorville so I drive to the land of football and gang tattoos. The hotel room TV is wall to wall commercials. I realize my life has been one long scream into a firehose, a protest against terabytes of televangelists fad diets, get-rich-quick schemes, and kitchen gadgets in a [...]
