hangman

H
We guess, but his sickening grin
Widens as he adds one to his box
And hangs the head of the man in pen

A
We guess again, but he laughs
Not even close, so he adds one more
And hangs the torso of the man in pen

N
We shout, getting nervous now
His grin drops as he fills in a blank
And twirls the pen yet in his hand

G
We hoped this was hope
But the grin is back
He hangs one arm of the man in pen

M
We gulp, we can’t let go
His grin disappears once more
As he fills the blanks and twirls the pen

You can give up now,
He slyly says,
You can give up now and I’ll drop this pen

N-O
We respond, a defiant humph
But he points to the N and cackles
You don’t stand a chance

O
We proclaim, we won’t take this anymore
We’ll guess this, you’ll see
Though another arm is hanged of the man in pen

Two legs left,
He slyly says,
You can give up now and I’ll drop this pen

N-E-V-E-R
We respond, a defiant humph
But he points to the N and cackles
You don’t stand a chance

E
We shout
V
We shout
R
We don’t stop
As he fills in two blanks
But draws one in the box
And hangs the leg of the man in pen

We stare at the blanks
We squint
He snarls, go ahead

We guess
He gasps

The man in pen is free at last

dear mr. fliver

  • I was cooking an egg this morning and it turned out it was a baby chicken and it exploded out of the shell! So anyway, the chick ate Robbie. We’ll miss him terribly. Always, Robbie’s mom
  • Robbie wanted to do his homework, but, alas, God came down on him and told him to watch TV. I figured, you can’t argue with that, right? So, Robbie’s been excused by God. Always, Robbie’s mom
  • Robbie’s been pretty annoying lately, so I’m not excusing him for having pneumonia. Always, Robbie’s mom
  • Allow me to explain—yesterday, Robbie had a dream. Robbie had a dream that one day we could all be equal, that students could assign teachers homework and that everything could be copasetic. Robbie was busy starting a revolution against teachers, and gathering the media. Please excuse him. I hope you fail. Always, Robbie’s mom
  • Robbie was playing educational video games all night and is exhausted. What a little scholar! Please excuse him for not coming to school for the next month. Always, Robbie’s mom
  • On his way to school, Robbie was saving a kitten from a tree when it bit him and then he turned into Kitten Man and tried to save the world and stuff but then his evil nemesis called Mr. Dog or something came out of nowhere and defeated him. The world is no longer safe. Always, Kitten Man’s mom
  • Robbie is getting revenge on me for being terrible and not letting him go to Angela’s party, even though he cleaned his room. He has every right to be angry, and to not show up to school. I’m a stupid freaking lunatic. Always, Robbie’s mom
  • As it turns out, we mistook Robbie for the wrong baby in the hospital. He goes to school in Utah now, with his parents who are in a cult-thing. We thought we would miss him, but we like their son MoonRock better anyways! It’s a win win! Always, MoonRock’s mom
  • Robbie decided to become a hobo, then changed his mind. Please excuse him for not doing his homework. Always, Robbie’s mom

waiting

STOP IT! BREATHE! Pull yourself together!
So what if… well, never mind. Wait…
No matter, though, through it you’ll weather!
STOP IT! BREATHE! Pull yourself together!
Screw ‘em! Don’t let your mind tether
To the fact that they decide your fate.
STOP IT! BREATHE! Pull yourself together!
So what if… well, never mind. Wait.

jim husson

(Based on Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters)

Not consumed by a dragon,
Nor saving a maiden from an enchanted tower,
Nor saving a kitten amidst a fiery house,
Nor bitten by a shark, nor snake, nor dog.
Not parachuting, nor motor biking,
Nor choking on the words “I love you too.”

Instead I was lying in a lousy old bed,
Wrinkled and senile,
Surrounded by family
Who care more for the contents of my will
Than the contents of my heart.

Not triumphant,
Nor striking,
My exit will be remembered by none but you.