I first met Ray up in the mountains at the I-40 rest stop, where I used to go to meet guys sometimes. I found him leaning against a wall, albino-pale, with these watery fish eyes. We messed around in a stall for a bit, and then he told me to meet him at the red […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
A spectral kid named Swanly, delivered shivery Delta banjo licks with mad love. Eyes rolled back, to the whites of Barry Hannah. In the irreducible jet stream, fighter pilots whistle "Born on the Bayou." Cryogenic curly cues spell sonic boom: Barry Hannah. Those tiparillo-smoking slot machine catfish, made a riverboat tilt whiskers and silver— when […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I want to go, just to touch the General Lee (like you needed me to link that). Where I grew up, there was no cable. You got, depending on where your house was, two and sometimes three TV channels. The Dukes of Hazzard was on CBS, which we didn't get, but my parent's Friday night euchre partners, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I'd just like to note here that my addiction to Mountain Dew ended at about age 24, or when I left grad school. Further, I'd like to point out that I lost 20 pounds in a month simply switching to Diet Pepsi. Even further, my addiction to Diet Pepsi, which measures in the gallons per […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This is a poem, by Clay Matthews, posted at Girls with Insurance today. It fits right in here, but please follow the link and read the other good stuff they have to offer, then visit Ghost Road Press or Blazevox and pick up his book(s), why don't you? I will be doing so forthwith. Hit-or-Miss […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
You don't have to pay much attention to this blog to know I'm a huge Ron Rash fan. His new collection Burning Bright arrived in the mail yesterday. I'm saving it until tonight when I can devote full attention to it. In the interim, here's a review from, of all places, the Harvard Crimson. Ron […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Check out what Paul Toth has to say on the issue: "in every case in which multiculturalism is addressed by textbook and/or professor, nowhere to be found is any mention of economic class diversity. As I see it, poor whites, blacks and others share more in common than the differences in their skin coloration, whether or not they […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
According to Steve Reilly at the Sayre Morning Times, the hits are already here and will keep coming. I'll link the whole article, but let me just cut to the good stuff (emphases mine): Several incidents and fines related to natural gas activity, including notable a spate of arrests stemming from overweight and oversize trucks, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Slick with sweat, Sweets stops at the cargo train tracks to catch his breath and fan himself with the Mobile Press Register. He shuffles under the welded arch of the main entrance to the Alabama Dry Docks and a uniformed guard directs him to the employment office. Sweets already knows the way. He carefully chooses […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Benji watched Kevin scratch his crotch with his left hand while he poked his meaty fingers into a 16-pound bowling ball with his right. The semester had just begun and the place was packed. “So how do I look?” he shouted. “I’m a big King Pin.” Mary turned away from his stupid fucking stupid shit […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
GUD: Greatest Uncommon Denominator (magazine) Issue 0
GUD: Greatest Uncommon Denominator (magazine) Issue 1
