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Last Night I Knew You, Tonight I Don’t
The morning after Wisconsin voted Russ Feingold out after eighteen years as one of their two U.S. senators, my friend Alex, whom I attended UW-Madison with, texted: It looks like the best man in the...
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Instruction Manual For “Burntisland Beach Disaster”
image by Tod Seitz 2011 There are two things new users should note before using the Burntisland Beach Disaster program. First, excessive use will lead to bouts of extreme physical violence and...
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The Clear Monkey
I smiled at the delight of receiving two extra cherries, which almost made up for the fact that the monkey was blue. Mike had just brought a Shirley Temple to my table, placing it on a paper coaster he...
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The Summer Intern Half-heartedly Accepts Borders’ Demise
On July 19th I visited the local Borders bookstore in York County, Pennsylvania after hearing a wave of rumors about this location closing their doors in the upcoming month. Pulling up to the store I...
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Philip Levine’s What Work Is
“Evil has become a product of manufacture, it is built into our whole industrial and political system, it is being manufactured every day, it is rolling off the assembly line, it is being sold in the...
View ArticleParlor Game – A Review of Creative License
A few years ago, after writing pieces on Iggy Pop, Patti Smith and Jim Carroll, it was suggested by one of my editors that the inimitable Gil-Scott Heron might be worthy of a thousand words. The...
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A Long Tale
One night I ask you what you think will happen if our relationship ends. Am I feeling uneasy about our relationship? About our chances at whatever going the distance means? Maybe. But I ask you what...
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Remembering Buddy
I was a student enrolled in Carlow University’s Low Residency M.F.A. program the day I met Lewis “Buddy” Nordan. He was scheduled to read at one of our events in Pittsburgh. Many of the other students...
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Our friendship was just beginning the month you died. We enacted the juvenile plays of high schoolers trying to impress each other. Staying after school in a time before cell phones, we waited on the...
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* It’s winter and the ceiling fan, not in use, has become a big asterisk above my bed, a qualification to my life. I wonder what it’s telling me. Is it a “yes, but,” or is it more of a “by the...
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