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Poetry
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Hutch’s thoughts as he races to get back to Starsky after Dobey’s warning. Originally published in the Starsky and Hutch gen anthology zine LA Vespers 1 in 1979. “I think you’d better get down here right away, Hutch.” Running, legs pumping, every part of my body racing towards… what? Oh God, please let him be alive. You know I… -
Captain Dobey reflects on his young rookie cops. Originally published in the Starsky and Hutch gen anthology zine, LA Vespers 1, published by The Parasite Press, in 1979. They come to me with unshadowed eyes innocent as children pinning on the bright tin badge see me I am master and I make the world turn in God’s fashion performing… -
FictionSlash FicSlash PoetrySlash RomanceSlash ZineficOriginally published in Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans 2 by Linda McGee, Kath Moonshine, and Mary Louise Fisher, under the name, Idiot Triplets Press, in 1996. The coolness of a garden night descends; Hand in hand, in gentle reverie, We share this haven from the urban air. Behind these walls of glass, I feel more free Thank I would feel…
Moment in the Greenhouse
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Originally published in the zine Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans 2 in 1996 Linda McGee, Kath Moonshine, and Mary Louise Fisher, under the name, Idiot Triplets Press. In sprawling sweltered heat the city lies; Her weary, battered masses wait in vain For less untempered weather. Unmasked skies Lend gleeful, hot assistance to the wane Of spirits. But, with you alongside… -
Hutch is trying to make sense of his loss. Originally published in the Starsky and Hutch mixed anthology zine, The Fix #2 in 1988. (for Gina) I thought that Death Was my old friend. I’d seen it all… So many ended lives. Yet this—this sudden, Brutal ending Seems too much. I protest, try to deny— Why did he do it? screams… -
Hutch takes a trip without Starsky, but Starsky is still with him anyway. Originally published in The Fix #1 in 1987. The carillon calls. The sound of that Mediterranean summer signifies my rebirth, chants of my stay in Italy without you. After those long months attending your convalescence, your need feeding upon my faith, I was emptied; I found…