Work by Jeff Mock
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The Returning Detritus of Our Past
Posted in Gossip!, September 2009
I went to college with a guy who went by Dollar Bill and slept with one eye open and, whenever someone asked “Whadda ya know?” he answered, “It takes a big dog to weigh a ton.” Why does stuff like that stick in our memories?
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The God of Momentary Reflection
Posted in Poetry, September 2009
The stability of what is seen and known —anything that makes head- nodding, plain sense, a rapture of common noise— is dead on arrival. If apes and humans share ninety- six percent of their DNA, that other four percent is your everyday birthday gift. If your body is just a cart for hauling around your ninety- six percent, then go on and make your [...]
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The Goddess of Reinvention
Posted in Poetry, September 2009
You have no self unless you have A secret, a forest of hints and contradictions, Twinges of anti-conscience, perhaps. You may keep all of your secrets. You may. You may keep them in an elegant case made Of mahogany with a jewel of beveled glass Set into the top. All the better To count them each [...]
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The Goddess of Pretty Surfaces
Posted in Poetry, September 2009
Ah, my poor darling, that glorious beauty Will take no afternoon solace in the paws Of the malformed such as you. But of course You cannot help yourself. Of course. The glory You so admire, the sparkle and poignancy, That universe of luscious furs and feathers, Of oh-so-pretty boys and stunning women, Of the sheer [...]
