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GREENWICH VILLAGE, HALLOWEEN PARADE
I can’t think of anyone to call even if I could get to my phone
by Nancy Hechinger
I’m trying to get to 6th Avenue
to make it to the corner, sidle past
the young man in a speedo, a Mohawk of bright lights
on his head, blinking red LED’s clipped to his nipples,
a gaggle of short-skirted girls, sleek as stilettos,
a pair of trannies decked out like Barbie dolls,
to make it to the corner, sidle past
the young man in a speedo, a Mohawk of bright lights
on his head, blinking red LED’s clipped to his nipples,
a gaggle of short-skirted girls, sleek as stilettos,
a pair of trannies decked out like Barbie dolls,
and a black-death Cheney on stilts. The snap
of a cap gun that sounds real. I am going to die
here on Halloween, trampled in this mosh pit
of gays and guidos in wife-beaters, swimming
against the current in a dry sea of people.
I can’t breathe, like the time when we nearly
drowned in the ocean after a hurricane.
of a cap gun that sounds real. I am going to die
here on Halloween, trampled in this mosh pit
of gays and guidos in wife-beaters, swimming
against the current in a dry sea of people.
I can’t breathe, like the time when we nearly
drowned in the ocean after a hurricane.
I can’t think of anyone to call even if I could get to my phone
buried deep in my backpack. No one’s expecting me,
no one to hold on to, it could be weeks before someone
notices I’m gone. Though there might be a mention
in the paper tomorrow under the spread of this year’s
winning costumes: Unidentified Middle-Aged
Woman Crushed To Death With Runs In Her Stockings,
perhaps an over-wrought editorial
on the turning from celebration to terror,
the whole story of the United States of America.
no one to hold on to, it could be weeks before someone
notices I’m gone. Though there might be a mention
in the paper tomorrow under the spread of this year’s
winning costumes: Unidentified Middle-Aged
Woman Crushed To Death With Runs In Her Stockings,
perhaps an over-wrought editorial
on the turning from celebration to terror,
the whole story of the United States of America.
