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: Make me a wreck as I come back and spare me as I'm going
- 2: Did you see the closing window? Did you hear the slamming door?
- 3: Keeping time on the kingfisher's climb
- 4: Because brick-braided alleys make steep, sleeping valleys seem level and clear
- 5: Don't look round, but I think we're taking off
- 6: Sing the praise of Alexander, he's no use to me
- 7: The hedges and fields are clothed all around with several sorts of green
- 8: Chinatown, London Underground, you know it all sounds good to me
- 9: Take us roaming in the gloaming, your Ross rifle by your side
- 10: I'm singing out this poem all the way back home
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