The poor man’s wife has a deep man’s voice, kind of like Luca Brazi, Don Corleone’s bodyguard from The Godfather. At night in bed, in the dark, he dreads the moment when he hears that voice whisper: Hey, we gonna do it tonight or what? Then he waits for a large Sicilian hand to begin […]
Author Archive | Gary Robinson
The Dink
The dink. Right. For sure. The dink is where it’s at. An elemental truth. No doubt at all. The whole dink and nothing but the dink. It’s self-evident, all the proof you would need. I dink therefore I am. Let us praise the dinks of this world. Rich and poor, high and low. We retire […]
The One Star Scourge
Lately I’ve been thinking: what if at the moment of death, the final vision they say we will all have, what if the last thing my collapsing brain remembers is a scene from a very bad movie? So, rather than memories of loved ones shaping themselves oasis-like as my body deconstructs itself, gasping like a […]