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70Essay: Food and Community in Raymond Carver's CATHEDRAL
by foamysquirrel
While discussing Raymond Carver has not yet become a cottage industry à la the study of Hemingway or Shakespeare, a considerable number of people have written an equally considerable number of reviews,... published 4 months ago
70Poem: Geometry
by foamysquirrel
Circlet down, Circlet down, The torque topple leaden from gilt. Copters and gods strike war in the meadows; Druids spin nude and cry with stilettos, Circling down to the ground. *** Boxes and tubes, Boxes and... published 4 months ago
63Thesis: Carver Selling And Consuming Communities in 1980’s America (Part 2)
by foamysquirrel
At the close of the last chapter, I referred to the “risk of communication” Lloyd manages to avoid by the obstruction in his ear and by Inez’s rush to make her next appointment. In between these... published 3 months ago
61Thesis: Carver Selling And Consuming Communities in 1980’s America (Part 3)
by foamysquirrel
As things fell apart for the working man, the disjunction between the promises of the American Dream and American reality for many threatened a certain suspension of disbelief that got people out of bed... published 3 months ago
59A Very Short Story (#2)
by foamysquirrel
Bill figured he wasn’t going bald. He was definitely aging and more strands definitely appeared on the brush these days, but his hair looked fuller than ever to him. The good haircut helped, of course, but... published 4 months ago
58A Very Short Story (#3)
by foamysquirrel
Frank wrote that on his arm, then wondered what it meant; he had written it on a hunch, feeling the phrase was artistic. He decided he meant this: Tom got to be the noble-yet-cute sensitive type—the John,... published 4 months ago
57Poem: More About Important Me
by foamysquirrel
All I want is boundless understanding, An awful pact to see my white gold heart. Except I don't like gold, white seems bland Or sometimes lily-white, like part Of a suit for lisping Frank O'Hara, and Those... published 4 months ago
55Essay: Death Narrative - Online Version
by foamysquirrel
I didn’t go on a lot of road trips when I was an undergraduate, although my friends invariably took off to various places at times. I just stayed in Ann Arbor and worked a lot, flipping burgers and... published 4 months ago
54Poem for Trees Photo
by foamysquirrel
You can’t spot livid elves in parks. They hide behind the trunks they chalk at dusk, Trade parking change for dirty bottle caps. Some keeble, others lurk with peaty musk That smells of flatus from the bums... published 4 months ago
54Poem for Capistrano Mission Photo
by foamysquirrel
Ruined? Converted. Once employed wood, brick, wattle Overturned to tourist haven. Shrine, a sinecure position For swallows, summerers, Seekers of postcards and salvation. One sky to heaven, two Masses... published 4 months ago
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