Stieg bar
︎︎︎ Damon Hubbs
︎ Apr 5, 2025
There’s a red-haired girl
at Stieg bar who says
that doppelgängers are ideal partners
These industrial streets are like that
There’s a dead dog winking under every porch
I’m tiled in grey with black accents and sucking my toe
in the corner
I’ve never met a Polish man who’s a happy drunk
says Anna, and I agree
these are red days
There’s no doubt my successor
twirls a bag of milk
to the sound of emergency sirens
I’m on the glass
with a carnival of nose bleeds
watching a flock of birds
fly from the Virgin’s belly
Anna, you know full well to expect delays
Tell Helen to pick up the apfelstrudel at Café Einstein
Tell my successor
to come in from the cold. I’m exhausted
on the way to somewhere else.
at Stieg bar who says
that doppelgängers are ideal partners
These industrial streets are like that
There’s a dead dog winking under every porch
I’m tiled in grey with black accents and sucking my toe
in the corner
I’ve never met a Polish man who’s a happy drunk
says Anna, and I agree
these are red days
There’s no doubt my successor
twirls a bag of milk
to the sound of emergency sirens
I’m on the glass
with a carnival of nose bleeds
watching a flock of birds
fly from the Virgin’s belly
Anna, you know full well to expect delays
Tell Helen to pick up the apfelstrudel at Café Einstein
Tell my successor
to come in from the cold. I’m exhausted
on the way to somewhere else.
Damon Hubbs is a poet from New England. He's the author of three chapbooks and a full-length collection, Venus at the Arms Fair (Alien Buddha Press, 2024). Recent publications include Revolution John, Don't Submit!, A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Horror Sleaze Trash, and The Gorko Gazette.
Also by Damon: Foro Italico
Also by Damon: Foro Italico