Author
James Valvis
http://www.nyqpoets.net/poet/jamesvalvis
Long After the Others Die, Tin Man Tells the Truth
I never wanted a new heart. I could get along fine without one. But then Scarecrow wanted brains so much, and everyone felt so sad I didn't have a cardiac muscle, I went along with the song. When Lion wanted courage that sealed the whole thing in a bow. Everyone in this group…
Games
The alien sat, if you called it sitting, in my tree house as I tried to explain the game of Monopoly to him. "No, no, no," I said. "You're stupider than Billy Ailes and he's been left back twice. Boardwalk is yours. You bought it and you own it. You just can't give it up. Maybe…
The New Kid Is No Angel
This was what I got for being nice to the new kid and inviting him to hang out. Reading through my comics collection in my bedroom, we'd been arguing all morning. "You're so stupid," he said for maybe the millionth time. "If you could be invisible, why would you choose to be a…
Heart of Gold
He was born with a heart of gold. The doctors stared at X-rays, slack-jawed, not knowing how it could beat, let alone pump blood, so they scribbled notes and prescribed unnecessary medicine, just to seem important, and sent the boy home. Soon the child fell ill. He recovered,…