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: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 2: That gossip's eye will look too soon
- 3: I left my mind behind in 2015
- 4: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 5: Am I just a phantom waiting to be ripped around on shady ground?
- 6: 'Cause your eyes are the green of tornado skies
- 7: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 8: Does it seem slow to rain? Does it feel like soft moss?
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