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The Girl From Foreign

Loyal Readers, I don't shill for literary causes beyond my own very often, but I wanted to take a moment and make you aware of a book written by my friend Sadia Shepard which has just hit bookstores everywhere....

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Zayda

My arms are still bare from disuse, I’ve not gotten them full of blood or dirt or children, as my zayda did, butcher of kosher kids and angel of them too. Beneath my shirt there are sprouts and sprouts of...

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Haiku: Sweet Caroline

Neil Diamond concert fourteen thousand white people are dancing badly...

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After a Rain Delay You Can Meet Your Heroes

At the tail end of a weekend of music and debauchery, I made my pilgrimage to Chicago's Wrigley Field. For baseball dilettantes, Wrigley Field, as sports venues go, probably tops the list of the most iconic ballparks in the...

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Seriously...

how can anybody hate this guy?...

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BlogEntry Placebo

In the summer mornings I feel legs pulling against mine – a trainer serving a track star – laps have been completed but the clock was not running, so again this one doesn’t count. Maybe next time. My cupboard is...

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Arrival

Girl on the BART train to Milbrae There was a cut-off and she just made it (suitcase in hand); it was pink beyond flamingo and bubble gum, she wore an aqua marine fleece and turquoise socks, all the pastels of...

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