John Fingarson
The compilation of words in this book are almost undefined—some say they are poems, others see them as lyrics. In a few instances they seem to be short stories. No matter how you view them, they are simply words strung together. The goal is to share a moment of time in this journey called, “life.” Creation dates are noted because the author felt each work deserved a sort of “birthday” or historical reference. Like an epiphany, or a word often used but never fully understood, it’s hoped that each “story” will have a different meaning to you throughout your lifetime, throughout your exploration…throughout your constant search for truth.
An award winning writer, John’s journey of truth has led him in many directions. A few of the stops along his way have included a career in San Francisco Bay Area radio (KGO, KABL, KNEW, KQKE, KKIS, KRCB). He served on the Redevelopment Advisory Committee for the City of Concord, California (appointed 1989-91) and was on the Board of Directors for the Willows Theatre Company (1995-97). John also holds a Bachelor of Arts degree in Liberal Studies from California State University, Hayward and is a 1984 graduate of the Harry Wendelstedt School for Umpires (professional baseball umpiring school). John currently resides in Pleasant Hill, California.
Fire Hydrant
July 16, 1998
I want to cry
but I can’t
You’d think
that
with the amount of times I’ve been slapped
I’d gasp for air
and
tears would come crawling
Instead
the blows have made me numb
I can not feel
I have no emotions
Life has bent me over
and taken advantage of me
“Rape” “Rape” “Rape”
I want to cry
but it won’t matter
because
in situations like this
you’re supposed to scream, “Fire”
I forgot—honesty doesn’t pay
I gasp for air…
