No. Wait. I Can Explain.
By Brad Rose
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The poems and microfiction of No. Wait. I Can Explain. are predominately surreal and playful. Many are unified by the quirky voices of hardscrabble speakers who have experienced social and economic turmoil, and a resulting psychic instability. Via interior monologues and uncanny dialogues, speakers take liberties with standard colloquial speech, invent unusual similes, and employ unconventional variants of American idioms. They also offer startling insights and unexpected moments of wisdom. Both in spite of, and because of, speakers' peculiarities, the poems and microfiction of No. Wait. I Can Explain. seek to offer keen, if unsettling, glimpses into the darker—and often darkly humorous— underlying dimensions of contemporary American life.
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No. Wait. I Can Explain. - Brad Rose
Fate
I’ve forgotten my past lives. Like a blind, black dog wandering a night highway, I’m making the best of it.
Without its water, a sea is a desert. Even bad dreams can answer good questions. I never let a disaster go to waste. A river of voltage flows through me, whatever happens, happens for a reason.
Each time I aim with my eyes closed, I hit the bullseye. I make it look like an accident.
Desert Motel
Today is fever bright, no wind. Justine says I should slow down, but I speed up. I like to get to things before they get to me. She’s been searching for her birth mother. It’s taken her about two years to get this far. I tell her she probably won’t recognize her. She laughs and says, Curtis, not every day has to be a maybe. Everybody wants something real. When we get to Vegas, she opens her purse and pulls out a birth certificate. It’s a single page, and on the back, it has tiny ink footprints and a large thumbprint. The motel is pink and white, and our room is cold as a skating rink. I sit on the end of one of the twin beds, drinking a Cherry Coke. Outside, it’s 102 in the shade. The pool is filled with screaming kids. You can hear them having fun, or something like it. I remind Justine there are more plastic flamingos in the world than real ones.
About the Weather
It’s natural disaster season, so I start screaming at the fish. Maybe I should be yelling at the bait, but like most people, I can’t pay attention to more than one thing at a time. Are my dreams about the future or the past?
Everything seems backward when you sleep in reverse.
For years now, geographers have measured acres and acres of paragraphs. Some of them, they tell us, may even be fertile. Yesterday, I caught my food meditating again—and this time, not just the vegetables. Now, I’m slinking low and smooth, like an octopus gliding through an ocean of gasoline.
I’d like to eavesdrop on myself, just to be on the safe side, but you know how things have a tendency to go bad if you let them. Like Edward Smith, Captain of the Titanic, said just before setting sail, Even if you carry an umbrella in the Sahara, you can never be too careful when it comes to rain.
Two-thirds of Americans
Two-thirds of Americans believe their intelligence is above average. I’m their exact same height. Evidently, water doesn’t know when it’s boiling. Last summer, when we checked in to the Asteroid Motel, the pool water started swimming uphill. It was cool. After some frantic up-selling, Florine said our trip might even be tax deductible. She’s a retail genius. How far back does the past go? One day, we drove out of town, past the little factories spread out in their horizontal gravity. They were accessorized by smoke. Of course, I can’t tell you where we buried the gold. On our drive back into town, Florine said that overhead, on the old railway bridge, she saw a teenage girl, dressed in black, holding a gun to her head. I told her the only thing I remember about Joan of Arc are the flames.
Pets
Science has shown that you shouldn’t name your livestock if, one day, you intend to eat them. I bend easily to temptation, especially when I’m landlocked by energy fields.
Normally, I do all my own thinking, but sometimes I hear things in my sleep. I don’t care what the Constitution says, the guilty aren’t innocent until proven guilty. Some people think the roses are beautiful at this time of year. Regrettably, I don’t own dessert plates.
Yesterday, I gave my notice at work. They wanted to make everyone a cost center, but at my salary, who can afford that? My sister tells me you can make a lot of money in the edutainment industry, but what good is it if the dead are miserable and unwilling to learn? Maybe it’s just a phase? Say, you look like you could use a break. Come on in. Be sure to close the door behind you. No. Don’t pet him. He bites.
Fire Prevention
Once, I fell asleep in a fire. It was OK. I’m inflammable. Marguerite says that, like eleven fingers, I have an unusual condition. Sometimes, I talk backwards to the bathroom mirror. Like igniting a kerosene blaze with a rain-damp match, what’s hard for some is easier for others. Just when you think you’ve got your chemicals perfectly mixed, you begin to hear voices in your head again. Mine are whispers about sparks. Yesterday, Marguerite texted me. She said, Don’t forget, you’re out on your own recognizance. Later, as I was carrying my gas can up Lake St., the police stopped me. I told them, I look a lot like my identical twin. They didn’t crack a smile,