Jamez Chang’s Comments
“Tonight, Rhoden Robbins Throws a Fit”
This poem was inspired by Lewis Buzbees iconic poem Sunday, Tarzan in His Hammock. That flip-the-script, today I dont-give-a-dragon-mouth-shit aesthetic: self-help gurus need love too; they need to know that its OK to lose ones composure, to throw a fit, to masturbate into an oven mitt every once in a while. So if books-on-tape and alchemists get you through the nightyoure OK, Im OK. Fine. But lets not kid ourselves, my uncle didnt get raped because he thought bad thoughts.
“Arm & Hammer”
Some kids are allergic to peanut butter. Other kids are allergic to pollen. One kid was allergic to fluoride toothpaste, so he carried white baking-soda in a zip-lock bag, which they mistook for cocaine. Snorting 8 grams of Arm & Hammer is not in this poem; Annandale-on-the-Hudson is.
Baseball formed a mystic bond between me and my father. And even during the toughest stare-down days, a good Dodgers game would get us to speaking. But new terms were invented when Kirk Gibson hit that home run. On October 15, 1988, euphoria was given a new name: Chang-Family. And Vin Scully held the chord.
“Good Guy with a Gun”
I dont know much, but I do know that placing an armed guard in front of every school in America is a _______ idea.
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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 39 | Winter 2013