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Sunday, December 8, 2013

Double Fantasy

I remember December 8th for two reasons: 1) It was the Saturday before my 18th birthday and the boy I had a crush on didn't come to my party because he was busy mourning John Lennon. (Dodged a bullet with that one! No pun intended...) and 2) This is the day Marty Robbins died of a heart attack. I wrote this poem in 2006 after I accidentally found a copy of Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs at my job. I will never get bored of this album, so here is my poem about it.

double fantasy
“God speaks of Marty Robbins.” –Pete Townshend

the cowboy
looked down at his chest
where once had lain
tousled, bedded curls
was now
split by sutures
cracked like red rock canyon
over a broken heart
holster replaced by a bag
bleeding life
into a soul crying out
for the cantina badlands
of new mexico.

the first attack
came on like an apache raid
fast motion fray of pain
like the stampede of a thousand steer
in a valley of certain death.
he clutched his chest
feeling for arrows
and woke up
under white light
in the burning sunfire of his imagination.

opened his eyes to
the lord’s face
offering a day of television
could he find five dollars
in the folds of paper gown
rustling like cattle
looking for a break in barbed wire
and embarrassed by the slaughter.

the lord
rubbed his hands
on standard issue
gray uniform pants
turned a key
and produced a miracle of
vision and sound.
you remind me of my dad
he said
before turning on
rubber souls
and leaving the room
bathed in the
heavenly blue fluorescence
of what
no one really understands.

televangelists spoke in
gestures breaking
like lightning
under an electron sky
and the cowboy
bit true grit
into cotton sheets
like adam
waiting out the storm in his ribs.
his insides
locked in a stare with fate
a showdown at the o.k. corral
and the television
blinked away
mascara tears
and the self righteous
dollar signs of salvation
turning instead
to blackclad mourners
at a strawberry field
wet eyes
showing through spectacles
like preachers
tapping a cross
into dead prairie dirt
and praying for rain.

the man mourned
at the strawberry roan was
taken by surprise
shot up by a
made desperate by
dry dakota air.
the walls and bridges
of the city
felt gritty
in his teeth and
compelled by
feeling like sand
blew away his borrowed time.

the cowboy
bucked in bed
gripped by
an unseen wind
whipping his
heart and lungs
the sterile light
and green wallpaper meant to soothe
boiled his eyes
and in a breath
his outlaw heart
was free from
the powwow beating
and rhythmic insistence
that chains both
horses and

the grim reaper wears a black hat
and shoots from the hip.

john lennon
bit the bullet that day, too,
and news anchors
tapped the glass television
screening emotions
and imagining
under hairspray and teleprompter
a world without song.

Friday, September 6, 2013

I now have a column in Razorcake! I'm also working on a new book, and with enough butt-kicking, I will be touring with it in the spring. Until then, here is what I have been up to lately.

Thursday, February 14, 2013


Hello friends!

This weekend, I will be reading in LA with Nicole J. Georges, author of the new graphic novel Calling Dr. Laura. We then fly to the East Coast to do a whole bunch of readings along the coast and up to Canada, which you can see on the menu to your right.

Sunday, March 10th I will have a float in the Lake Ronkonkoma St. Patrick's Day Parade. You are cordially invited to join me on the Lady of the Lake-themed float and for the karaoke party to follow. I am finalizing details, but I will update you as I figure out exact times and locations. There will be loads of free comics and zines from friends all over the country and free copies of my book for attendees, followed by a karaoke/ empanada party with my favorite KJ of all time.

All of the Kickstarter prizes will go out the second week of March because a special thank you edition of Fine Fine Music is being printed for tour. Thank you to everyone who donated! I swear I'll make it worth it!

See you all on the road!


Cassie J.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013


Friends and Fanclubsters, I need your help!

I am doing a Kickstarter so that I can live the dream of having a float in my hometown parade and reprint the soon-to-be-out-of-print Fine Fine Music (almost 1,000 copies sold since it came out in June 2011!) There are a lot of cool incentives for backing my project, as well as my eternal friendship, so please check it out and share it with your friends.

Here is the link to my project. I totally appreciate any dollar you might give and solemnly swear to make it up to every person who contributes.


Thursday, January 17, 2013

February-March Tour with Nicole J. Georges!

I have the pleasure of going on tour with Nicole J. Georges this February & March in support of her excellent new graphic novel/ memoir Calling Dr. Laura, which Rachel Maddow called "an engrossing, lovable, smart and ultimately poignant trip through a harrowing emotional bottleneck in family life."

We will be doing readings, workshops, and life-advice Q&As across the country, so if you don't see your city on the menu to the right, email me to set something up.

You can check out more of where we're headed and what this tour is all about here.