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The Blog Bog
  
The Mag Rack
  
 
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 Your Doctor's Bill is Ready for my View 
 
He's put you in a clinic 
the one in Massachusetts 
the one for anorexia
 
result of your drinking 
or heroin 
or was it an overdose of Vitamin B 
it's all so confusing
 
He called at 2am 
I can usually tell when he's drunk 
the slurred words the Sinatra songs 
used to make me so wet
 
He asked me for money 
said it's all in the family, really 
Really?
 
If he wasn't drunk it's worrisome 
told me when his ship comes in 
he's going to learn to sail and just drift
 
 
away Did he ever take you under Goose Neck Bridge 
in his Boston Whaler drink tequila 
wait for the tug The wake
 
made me vomit into the same pail 
with the shitting and dying fluke 
He called it a Day of Death
 
You helped him find Jesus 
poor Jesus 
is mazel tov in order
 
He's a vegetarian now 
another one of your conversions 
I still enjoy meat assured that I am 
a lobster on the cosmic plate
 
Tuesday night he was trawling off the dock 
Four Roses and a pea coat 
now His Holiness throws back his catch
  
        Vicki Iorio
 
 
  
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 Schadenfreude 
 
They found another hand in Hempstead Lake Park 
African American 
how do they know it is African or American
 
It is a well cared for woman's hand 
gold wedding band 
perfect coral manicure
 
They found a Caucasian hand 
out on the island 
blonde soft down
 
This one might be a tourist's 
hue and cry in the Hamptons 
Dan's Papers does an expose
 
On the Seaford Oyster Bay 
an abandoned Hyundai 
holds hostage a trunk full of body parts
 
My mother reads aloud the Newsday article 
as my stomach turns my morning coffee 
she loves the Nassau County cops
 
Calls them her boys 
my boys will find who's doing this mischief 
a little more than mischief ma
 
Not like the neighborhood boys 
who stole my sister's bra off the clothesline 
I always blame the husband
 
My mother blames everyone but herself 
loves a good story of loss 
wraps the Newsday around her 
holds on to her body parts 
 
        
        Vicki Iorio
 
 
  
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The Danger 
  
In this American dangle 
this undocumented chad 
this penis peninsula 
the Homeless in black and bee keeper's helmets 
steer baby carriages into the the lizard grass looking for sweet Melissa
In the heat of no escape 
bullets problem solve 
remember the smell of cap guns? 
that addictive puff of sulphide and potassium 
that miasma Southern hard on
 
I have an anchor around my neck 
an anchor as big as Anchorage 
I lick your icy map 
soul kiss your interior 
a rope tightens around my Eve's apple 
when she pulls it tighter this hot world becomes 
a pinprick of light
 
This Google world is zoned twilight 
I earthquake black hole disappear 
I did not know that nighttime frog static was a love call
 
My cuntheart on the cold moon 
sends me sweatered missives about her rainy July 
I am outside the diagram of Venn and need 
to auto correct, to mind the gap 
to find a home in the fatal error 
 
 
         Vicki Iorio
  
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