The afternoon's mail has brought my contributor's copy of Not One of Us #67, containing my poem "Narcissus in London." It is appropriately a poem I rediscovered as if someone else had written it, fifteen years ago on the heels of rewatching The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (2003) and experiencing a regrettable yet enduringly unmanageable quantity of feelings about Jason Flemyng's Jekyll and Hyde. The title comes from the film's trick of switched reflections. It shares its killer pages with stories and poems by Patrick Barb, Holly Day, Alexandra Seidel, Colin Sinclair, Jennifer Crow, and more. Go forth, check it out, subscribe, submit! This little black-and-white 'zine published my first work ever twenty years ago this September. I should do something to commemorate that.
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- 1: There's no boat to take me where all the stars go to cross the water
- 2: Once you know it's a dream, it can't hurt
- 3: All the ghosts, some old, some new
- 4: The wind is blowing the planes around
- 5: Let the lights run like rivers all over my skin
- 6: I am bound to these shores, I'll be bound till the end
- 7: Wish everyone could hear when she sings
- 8: I cannot feel it, the veil of black, a fine spray of white paint
- 9: I make sure there are hidden messages in my work
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