One Poem and One Prose Poem

by Howie Good

Complicated Happiness

People were using drugs
at Hubbard Park. They
were waiting to behold
flowers and demons, but
they forgot. Now they see
sky, and they remember
what they are. I’m afraid
of human beings. Then
again, no. On State Street,
a missing dog was spotted.
Wolf, are you there? I hate
being roots and a caged heart.
Strong shadows mean a lot
of sun somewhere in the city.

Just an Ordinary Day

Do cows get excited? Their knees don’t look like they can handle all the jumping. Why I am so worried. We run things in the forest while the wolf is not around. To hell with it all, let’s pray that it lasts. My goal, obviously, is to sing again, dance again, draw new cartoons. The cricket sings about how to properly touch a girl so you don’t creep her out. People also ask: Do ants eat each other? Do ants make a sound? I didn’t believe my friends when they first told me. On Berlin Street, a vehicle hit a deer. Someone was verbally harassing children on Barre Street. And no cops for miles.

 

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Howie Good is the author of Dangerous Acts Starring Unstable Elements, winner of the 2015 Press Americana Prize. His latest book is A Ghost Sings, a Door Opens  from Another New Calligraphy. He co-edits White Knuckle Press
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