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Myself and the Brunette, Not Yeats

Joseph Goosey

A photo of Yeats waits like a starved
vulture over the cranium of an unreasonably
tall brunette.

We once shared a frozen yogurt
on the incorrect New York City street.
(Myself and the brunette, not Yeats.)

We were in search of a Bloomingdales
and late for the ballet which I am currently
failing to recall the name of but know
featured a real live
bloodhound.


Joseph Goosey's
work is not in the Harvard Review. Some recent poetry or prose can be seen or will be seen in 34th Parallel, Mud Luscious, Hum-Drum, Gold Dust, The Common-Line Project, Neon and a few others. He lives around Jacksonville, Florida where he has 2 white cats and loves a red head.