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Magdalene Aubergine is Alive!

Magdalene Aubergine is now available for purchase. One of the pieces in the book is "Spaghetti Jesus," a ramble the title of which was prompted by a billboard that I could see from my bedroom window for a while a long time ago. At the time I remember thinking, "That looks like... Nah. You're slippin'… Continue reading Magdalene Aubergine is Alive!

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Magdalene Aubergine, This Weekend

Sometime before Monday, "Magdalene Aubergine" should be available for purchase. When it goes live on Amazon, I'll post up the link and link it on my book pages. I went over my proof-copy today (it arrived bent but after spending the afternoon under a stack of big books it straightened out.) I'll be going over… Continue reading Magdalene Aubergine, This Weekend

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When Half-Gods Go

Here we are, can you believe it, going into September. Where does the time go? I'm still reading Carl Sandburg's big book of Abraham Lincoln. I've no words adequate to do it justice. There is no doubt that the United States would not still exist, our Constitution would not have been preserved, were it not… Continue reading When Half-Gods Go

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Pigeon Hole

Don't try to put me in your pigeon hole, don't tell me how you sold your soul, I don't really want to know, I've got problems of my own. Don't you know they broke the mold, when they made me? When they made me. I don't want to hear your tale of woe, What you… Continue reading Pigeon Hole

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In The Lingering of November

Almost December, I wonder what it will bring with it, however much I try not to. I think about the things we think we always wanted, the ones we got, and the ones that got away, in the middle of the day, in the glaring light of dawn, in the fading twilight, in the moonlight… Continue reading In The Lingering of November

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Fairy Wails

Coming soon... Fairy Wails Where is this hero Who is so oft spoke of? Where it this mythological man, Who saves the day, Who mends the heart And lights the way? Where is the hero Who wasnโ€™t fucked up by his mother? Who melts the bitterness of betrayal? Who elevates all men By the virtue… Continue reading Fairy Wails