Monthly Archives: July 2010

Ray DeCapite (1924-2009)

RAY DECAPITE (1924-2009) by Thomas Baughman One of my favorite authors is Cleveland novelist Ray DeCapite, a writer who devoted his entire life to writing fiction that took place on the very streets where he was born and raised. More … Continue reading

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ALL THE WHISKEY IN HEAVEN by Charles Bernstein Not for all the whiskey in heaven Not for all the flies in Vermont Not for all the tears in the basement Not for a million trips to Mars Not if you … Continue reading

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  Meeting an Astronomer on the Buddha’s Birthday by Diane Wakoski   Vanity guards us from introspection. What guards us from vanity? To think of ourselves like the moon, dead and beautiful, and of an origin no one can be … Continue reading

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The Chalice and the Burger

Adela and I were calling it a road trip, mainly because it made driving three hundred miles down through Central Valley in a car without air conditioning seem much more glamorous. “Like Thelma and Louise,” my fellow pseudo-American mom enthused. … Continue reading

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A Coney Island of the Belly

A Coney Island of the Belly By John Unger Zussman June 1968. We emerge boisterous from the prom, the night still balmy. Six of us pile into my GTO and speed toward downtown Detroit to Lafayette Coney Island. Brightly lit, … Continue reading

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Andreas Economakis

There’s Something Wrong With Willy! by Andreas Economakis When a boy discovers how to masturbate, the world ceases to exist as he knows it. Everything revolves around yanking willy. Morning, day and night. In the bedroom, in the bathroom, in … Continue reading

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México: el país de no pasa nada

Seis años atrás, Ismael Hernandez Deraz aspiró a la gobernatura de Durango con la promesa de que llevaría al Estado hacía el progreso, haciéndose llamar “EL” como adjetivo característico del cambio que denotaría un antes y un después en la … Continue reading

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LATE TO THE PARTY by Carl R. Martin I like the country except sometimes at night when the old red-brick church stands a black hulk near softly fluttering leaves by the wood and the Pentecostal shadow bears down on his … Continue reading

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The Nails by W.S. Merwin   I gave you sorrow to hang on your wall Like a calendar in one color. I wear a torn place on my sleeve. It isn’t as simple as that. Between no place of mine … Continue reading

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Andreas Economakis

A Heap of Burning Bunny Rabbits by Andreas Economakis Are all children pyromaniacs?  When my brothers and I were kids, man, you just couldn’t keep us away from fire.  We pretty much torched everything in sight.  If quick-dial had existed … Continue reading

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