Adam Shechter is from Unbrooklyn, the imperceptible imperialist brownstone aesthetic of 1989, Prospect Park West benches by Carroll Street. He is also the editor of the online journal, The Blue Jew Yorker. Recent publications include Exquisite Corpse and Ashe Journal.
I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
The leak in your breathing/ tube makes a cartoon squeak./ It takes two nurses, silent/ as nuns, to place you/ in my arms...
If I have already/ gone insane/ but I want to get/ crazier yet,/ what’s my move?/ Go outsane?
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