by G. James Cook

Published in Issue No. 11 ~ April, 1998

a black box affixed

in anesthetic space,

swallowing

the unhinging corners of everything

convicted in enigmatic stitching,

unraveling out from a godless hole;

the leaks-

dreams don’t remember,

her name is never

it’s emptiness shrieks

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G. James Cook is 27 years of age and has lived in Michigan all of his life. He's been published by what he describes as "a few small, vague rags - nothing much really to speak of." The vast majority of his writing stems from the darker aspects of the human condition His years of education and work in the medical field serve as grand subject resource as well as fuel for the fire. He currently works with severely emotionally and developmentally challenged individuals. The two poems represented here are from a forthcoming collection titled "The Method Learned" which the author hopes to have completed soon.