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LET THE RIGHT ONE IN

My new vixen short short. It takes place in the heart room at a party and on the porch. Blood is a warning sign. The heart of a dummy cannot be destroyed.

https://soundcloud.com/marcus-slease/let-the-right-one-in



BEST OF POLISH POETRY IN TRANSLATION

Some awesome translations of Polish poet Grzegorz Wroblewski in Jacket 2.  In conversation with perhaps the most powerful Polish poet of the 20th century. Tadeusz Różewicz.

A special issue about Polish poetry after Rozewicz.
http://jacket2.org/polish-poetry-after-rozewicz

Wroblewski's poems are translated by Piotr Gwiazda.
http://jacket2.org/grzegorz-wroblewski-and-rozewicz


The five poems are over here:
http://jacket2.org/poems/five-poems-wroblewski



THE GREAT GULLET

HOW TO RECONCILE WITH THE GREAT GULLET?

(art by kurtis-rykovich)



THE MAN WHO FELL TO EARTH

A poem about the mysterious Milton Keynes bowl!!! 1983. Back when I lived in Coffee Hall Housing Estate. Daniels Welch. Age 9.







“My muse is not a horse” Kylie Minogue reads Nick Cave letter to MTV

EXACTLY!!!! FREAKING MEASUREMENTS ARE EVERYWHERE (EDUCATION, THE ARTS, CORPORATE CULTURE!!) HOLY SHIT!! WE NEED MORE HOLY SHIT!!

AND NOW, THE END IS NEAR

COLLAGE ART BY BEN STAINTON IN MY WRITING ROOM. IT IS VERY GOOD!!



FROM NEVER MIND THE BEASTS

An excerpt from my novel Never Mind the Beasts. Never Mind the Beasts is a 1985 coming-of-age story of Henry, a recent immigrant from Portadown, N. Ireland. Told in the style of vignettes, it tells the story of Henry as he attempts to adapt to 1980’s American culture and his new religion of Mormonism. First in a trailer park in Vallejo, California and then in Las Vegas. But the past catches up with him, especially the trauma and delayed PTSD of witnessing a man being blown up by a bomb in his hometown of Portadown, N. Ireland during the height of The Troubles. At age 20, halfway through a Mormon mission, Henry has a breakdown and is diagnosed by a Mormon psychiatrist as having “a touch of schizophrenia.” He returns to a small town in the Utah desert to try again, unsuccessfully, to fit into his new culture and religion. While working with retired lesbian nuns at a bookshop in a small Utah town, he reads world mythology, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and On the Road and dec…