Denis Johnson
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“It’s Getting There”
First time I killed my father, I’d just turned 20. In some whirlwind of inspiration fueled by Denis Johnson’s Jesus’ Son, I penned a short story I’d later call “David.” He died again after writing an incomplete story about a man getting dressed for his father’s funeral. And again, later that year, about a man Continue reading
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The Waiting Room: My Life in Waiting – A Memoir
This woman sitting in front of me, holding a joint interview/orientation, looks like an Indian a Native American. At least, she looks like what I’ve come to understand an Indian’s a Native American’s supposed to look like. The young woman next to me isn’t a return employee of the ballpark. Like me, she is new. Like Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 