I met Marie almost nineteen years ago at the bookstore. She was three years older than I was, but we got along marvelously. We had similar intellects, values, and senses of humor. She was hella cool. -5. Well, it didn’t take long for me to like her—as in walk-around-in-a-haze, write-her-stupid-poetry-that-no-one-would-ever-read-but-me like her. Couple that with … Read more
Order! Order! Yeah, look, I’m afraid all y’all overdramatic whisperin’ types are going to have to sit down and be absolutely quiet in the back there. I know it’s going to kill you not to talk for two whole goddam minutes about who planted a tree not on the approved species list and whose window … Read more
My father-in-law is quite a man. He grew up on a farm in rural Indiana, up from dirt. He worked demolitions in the Marines on various and sundry shit islands in the Pacific, with hundreds of Japanese soldiers trying their damnedest to make him dead at any given moment. He raised four daughters with his … Read more