Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Profit margins.

Welcome to America.

Girls Girls.

The Waste Land.

The People’s Elk.

Weird fiction.

Few, and carefully considered, and he broadcasts them like a beacon in every weather.

Martin Seay (of the Ke$ha essay linked above for the next little while) has written other things, of course; of course he has: he has a blog! —Today I read this longer piece on Norman Rockwell (and Spielberg, and Lucas, and a whole host of somethings else), and if you have a few minutes cleared at some point or other in the next little while, I urge you to do likewise.

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Ink in the stomach.

Fulfillment.

Glycon.

Hedgehog tank.

Noland Oswald Dennis.

The Animal’s Voice.

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