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Event Calendar
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exhibitions
August 25 - Oct 1

Exhibition: Vicki, with an i, organized by Michelle Grabner

film & video
September 22

aCinema: // In Silence Arrives the Tempest // Waiting on Paradise //

exhibitions
September 23 -23

Reception: Vicki with an i, organized by Michelle Grabner

readings & workshops
September 28

Poetry Reading: Stacy Blint, Rebecca Eland & Mark Tardi

readings & workshops
September 30

100 Thousand Poets for Change MKE

readings & workshops
October 5

Poetry Reading: Feliz Lucia Molina

exhibitions
October 11

Exhibition: Jen Bervin, Tactile Lanuguage

readings & workshops
October 12

Offsite Event: Justice for All: Selected Writings of Lloyd A. Barbee

readings & workshops
October 13

Poetry Reading: Caitlin Scarano, Paula Carter & Freesia McKee

performances
October 22

Alternating Currents Live: Tom Rainey & Devin Drobka Percussion Duo

readings & workshops
October 26

Urban Echo Poets

special events
November 3

Join us on Friday, November 3rd for our 37th Annual Anniversary Gala!

 

readings & workshops
November 8

Poetry Reading: Matt Cook

Tony Trigilio

Tony Trigilio's recent poetry collections are The Complete Dark Shadows (of My Childhood), Book 1 (BlazeVOX Books, 2014) and White Noise (Apostrophe Books, 2013). He is editor of Elise Cowen: Poems and Fragments (Ahsahta Press, 2014). Trigilio directs the program in Creative Writing/Poetry at Columbia College Chicago and co-edits Court Green.

Selected Poems

[Barnabas steps through a secret panel]

Barnabas steps through a secret panel
in the wall of Josette's bedroom: proof

for me in 1968 that a vampire lived
inside the walls of my own house;

no matter how rationally my mother
explained that no living or undead

creatures could exist inside the inside of
our home, Dark Shadows made me believe

in a world of paranormal certainty
(as did her books on the Salem witch

trials); my natural supernaturalism
diminished slightly as I got older,

overwhelmed by the insistent claims
of reason, the same dull round of everything

we already know: my childhood city,
Erie, Pennsylvania, was a state of mind,

a malaise, a place where homes
did not come with secret panels,

all the factories were shutting down,
Welfare milk and cheese supplemented
our weekly groceries, and we swam
in a polluted Great Lake barely safer

than the fetid country ponds on the outskirts
of the city; to this day, I still feel a little dirty

when I go out to dinner with friends
(my family couldn't afford to dine out,

though my first job was in a restaurant,
age 16; my boss, nicknamed Zorba,

later convicted with his brother, Larry,
of trying to kill Larry's wife, Josie,

with the knife he showed off during
slow periods in the kitchen; when Zorba

attacked her, Josie ducked and was scalped
—her testimony sent them to prison):

if you grow up poor, you assume everyone
is watching for the inevitable moment

that reveals you're a fraud—I expect
my fellow diners are waiting for me

to paw the food into my mouth with dirty
hands, slop it down in grunts and belches;

no surprise Erie's on my mind, the decrepit
rust-belt city of my childhood, long undead

before I was even born: I inaugurated
this summer (June now in Chicago,

metallic fish odor of a different Great Lake
clinging to my t-shirt every time I come

back from jogging) with a trashy true crime
tome, Pizza Bomber: The Untold Story of America's

Most Shocking Bank Robbery—any book
that sneaks the phrase "The Untold Story"

into its subtitle is pure candy—the tale
of Brian Wells, doomed Erie pizza delivery

driver who robbed a bank with a bomb
strapped to his neck and was blown up

before the bomb squad could rescue him
(bonus movie trivia: Erie provided several

location shots for the film adaptation
of Cormac McCarthy's post-apocalyptic

novel The Road—my squalid hometown
representing for audiences worldwide

what the end of civilization looks like).
 

Originally published in TriQuarterly 145 (Winter/Spring 2014)