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Owen Roberts
Poems


Owen 
RobertsOwen Roberts lives in Toronto, Canada with his wife and three children. He is the author of Whitey Will Pay (1998), SourMilk, AggressiveBehavior and My Best Years are Probably Behind Me. Two collections: Old Enough To Know Better, Young Enough To Do It Again and AggressiveBehavior2 are to be released in 2005.



       2006 or 2009

        the doctor practically spelt it out,
        crystal clear

        either make a change
        or live another 2, maybe 5 years

        leave children fatherless
        and the wife a widow

        the wife would move on
        maybe catch a bit of action
        after the funeral

        when we were really in love
        she used to always tell me
        she would become a nun
        if anything ever happened to me

        not much mention
        of that happening anymore,
        "Hey, if I died would you still become a nun?"

        "Please! I'd find me a real man! Someone who could take care of me,
        not a selfish, overweight bum."

        That's all I needed
        I will change my ways

        maybe live forever

        just to piss her off.



       Dales

        the most happening spot in Toronto
        tonight it's Aliens 2
        on the television
        last night
        it was Gremlins

        cigarettes
        are twenty five cents each
        and draft that tastes like paint thinner
        is only a buck 50 a glass

        today's specialty is grilled cheese
        with french fries
        two and a quarter

        there's 30 seats
        and a third of them are filled by aging to old men
        stale smoke and the smell of grease fills the room
        women never enter
        unless by mistake
        or in need of a filthy washroom

        when Aliens 2 ends
        a Western replaces it

        "Oh this is a good one!"
        "Yeah, what is it?"
        "Ohhh, I don't know but I know it's a good one."



       Ashley

        Colonel, 48
        has a new girlfriend
        he says she just turned eighteen;

        she answers the door in her bra and panties,
        "Colonel is the best thing to ever happen to me,
        I get the best smoke and I smoke it for free all day!"

        Only downside
        she's under 20 and hooked on crack,
        she has to sleep with Colonel and all his friends,
        she has to sleep with strangers for money day and night
        and of course Colonel keeps all the money

        but other than that,
        a pretty good deal.


 © Owen Roberts 2004.

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Contents(#2:Dec.04)


Fiction


Edward McWhinney
A Saturday Afternoon

Donnie Cox
The Power

Colm Fogarty
Snots

Jason O'Toole
The Second Coming


Poetry

Owen Roberts
2006 or 2009
Dales
Ashley


Uche Peter Umez
The Destitute
Little Hawker
The Barren Field


John Sweet
Memory
The face of god, burned
Saviour



Feature/Essay

Dan Schneider
The Will To Believe


Book Reviews

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Purple Hibiscus

Debbie Kirk
I Hit Like A Girl

Selina Guinness
The New Irish Poets

Athol Fugard
The Captain's Tiger


Interview

Tony Coleman



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