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White Like Me, Stealing My Teenage Death Poetry & Poem

Gary Sullivan
Editor: 
Mathew Timmons

White Like Me

“Milkhead.” Moonskins and clears. Always liked Clorox.

Sharpton-negatives. Cocaine-white sugar-whipped cream-Irish butt-cumulus cloud face. “Gabacho” just rolls off the tongue—the “ass” is implied, no?

Powder blank pages. “White people”—with an appropriate touch of ice, acid and annoyance. Whitey McWhitester? Kansas. Mouse. Honkubine Pimples.

Whatever happened to Gringo? Southern fried pimpin’. Ivory League. Schmoo(s). Straight outta the Upper East Side. Vacuous, self-entitled, puritanical, scarlet letter-bearing sinners.

Pillow case. Bruncher. Nilla. Pigmentally-challenged Mayonnaisian.

Shatners. Blanco Bill. Bradies. Boss.

I got a lot of “chalky” tossed at me. Teeth-white out-fancy couch that kids don't sit on-head? Pinkskins. Liquid Paper. #FFFFFF. Milky.

Prairies

excerpts from Unknown Actor

Jason Christie
Editor: 
Jon Paul Fiorentino

FOOLS RUSH IN

The past like fallen trees,
silent deeps and pretended
coherence to gallimaufries.

West wind at my back
tracking each step
away from monoliths

stumbling with child-like
wonder, alone from stage
to stage, dragging my heels.

So, waiting is waiting and
something is ending
at an end or has ended.

So, send in the clowns
where are the clowns, those
lovable, laughable clowns

quick send in the clowns!
Oh wait, don’t bother
as I look around, we are here.

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