Hollywood or Home
By Kathryn Gray
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Hollywood or Home - Kathryn Gray
Miramar
Ghost Rider—full throttle on my bike,
I fist-pump the sky as if I were not weary of jets—
jets being what I do—as if I still had the need,
the need for speed. It’s true. I’ve lost that—
you know—that certain feeling. For somewhere
in this attenuated heart I know that Goose is
dead. He can no longer intercept. It is a familiar
script. Here in Fightertown near-permanent
sunset could give your average cinematographer
the perpetual boner. I do not know what I am
doing in Fightertown. Something vague yet
meaningful about my back story, all the baggage
explaining the arrogance I miss: my mother
spinning the one record over and over; my father
stained by ignominy, but accorded sufficient
mystery. And, of course, they, like Goose, are
dead. You’ve got to let them go. Tom Skerritt
said. Tom Skerritt told me that. Playing with
the boys—so ripped, so oiled—all I can think of is
bogeys like fireflies in the sky over Nam. Goose
is dead, but he was there. And Skerritt was
telling me. Skerritt said my father was a natural
heroic sonofabitch. I am better than him—and
worse. But Skerritt was slim on detail, so I am
none the wiser. First one. I crashed and burned.
I have the dog tags in my hand—how they hold
his heat. Talk to me. On set, Simpson is shouting,
demands more—well—anything—just more.
The problem is Val’s hair. On deck, I stand before
the waves. Simpson was on set, but he, too, is
dead. I hold them in my hand. Faltermeyer’s
‘Memories’ plaints. I stand before the waves.
I cast them out, out to the deep. But they are
corrode-resistant. We are looking at years.
Now the old number drops in the Wurlitzer.
The waves. We had a love. And Goose is still dead.
Hollywood
I have never gone to Hollywood.
I have never gone, but I would.
I have never walked a blistering dust road out from San Antonio.
I have never lunched at Spago.
I have never hitched to L.A. in my hick dress.
I have never shut my eyes, so tightly, for this is sacrifice.
I have never jumped from the H, but came close in the mind.
I have never signed______.
I have never howled MY PAIN in the second-best bath of a mogul.
I have never been considered beautiful.
I have never warred with my sister for half a century.
I have never even had a sister, according to sources close to me.
I have never been forcibly removed from the Beverly Wilshire.
I have never sued the National Enquirer.
I have never heard—immortal—YOU’LL NEVER WORK IN THIS TOWN AGAIN!
I have never