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***BIO*** James Babbs still lives and dies a little each day in the same small town where he grew up. He works for the government but doesn’t like to talk about it. He likes getting drunk and writing and sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference because both of them can be very intoxicating. He doesn’t like okra and never did but he could eat lima beans every day of the week. James has recently had work in Abbey, Gutter Eloquence, Fight These Bastards, Opium Poetry, and Song of the San Joaquin Quarterly.

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So Far So Good

by James Babbs

so I’ve been going to this bar
restaurant kind of place
for the past three or four weeks
talking with this one
waitress in particular
this young cute
blonde named Brittany
with this sexy little body that moves
just the right way when she walks
and one night
after finishing my tenderloin
and my curly fries
in the middle of a few beers
I’m feeling pretty good
so I ask her if she’d like to
go out with me some time
but she just laughs
before patting my arm
gently with her hand
and I wonder what the hell
that’s suppose to mean
I don’t go back for several nights
but when I do return
Brittany rushes over
like she’s really happy to see me
she says hey
if you’re not busy on Saturday
meet me here at seven o’clock
and I can only manage
to softly reply okay
thinking
she’s finally surrendered to
an older man’s charms
I show up on Saturday night
holding these flowers I bought
and Brittany comes over
with another woman and says
hey
I’d like you to meet my Mom
and her mother’s younger than me
and she’s not a bad looking woman
not bad at all
from what I can see of her
she has really nice legs and
when she smiles I have to admit
it does something to me inside
and I start thinking
maybe
this could be alright for awhile
and I have to tell you
so far so good

Mar. 2010

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