“Quentin Clingerman Has Died”
Quentin Clingerman Has Died
The winds are picking up
blowing trash into my yard
and announcing a storm that will
fall apart before it arrives.
The worn out flags and crosses
still look as majestic as they did,
but I’m opening by insides
and filling my pages with secrets.
I’m waiting for critiques
by entrenched folks who think
too much about the sex lives
of other people, of my sex life.
I want to reveal myself again,
try to make people see my words
and my techniques and stop worrying
about who I’ve kissed or
who I haven’t, but wanted to.
I want to edit volumes of poetry
about God and America and guns,
poems filled with the lies we tell ourselves
and enjoy them because the author
knew how to write the words beautifully.
I don’t want to read the judgement.
It starts to rain and I’m surprised;
I thought the rain would miss us.
Written 21 September 2019 in Payne County, Oklahoma.
Brian Fuchs, “Quentin Clingerman Has Died” from Okie Dokie (Scissortail Press, 2019)Continue Reading



This is been an interesting week. I’ve been able to think about what it means to be proud, as LGBT Pride Month draws to a close. What is it about being a gay person that is worthy of pride. So many non-LGBT folks misunderstand the whole issue. Pride is not just about loving who you are. That is certainly important, and factors greatly into the concept of gay pride. The other element is loving who you are in spite of the oppression of society at large. It’s about saying that being authentic is more important than letting society’s negative messages dictate the aspects of one’s life. Straight people don’t have to think about it in the same terms. And now I’ve opened up a can or worms.
about saying “not today Satan.” It’s about showing that what other people think of us is not our problem, and it is about expressing our true selves. Because if we stop fighting and stop showing that we exist, we will be slowly asked to get back into the box and hidden away again. Things have been getting better for a while now, and I hope that these recent slips backward are just a blip, but we have a long way to go.