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My dear friends and lovers— A very merry and happy new year’s to you, if I haven’t already wis...
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I was reading an essay exploring the relationship between Henry Miller and Fyodor Dostoyevsky (it reads mor...
My dear friends and lovers— A very merry and happy new year’s to you, if I haven’t already wis...
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“For a while all I heard was the noise Arturo made as he drank his tea, muffled sounds from the stree...
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“He was laughing at me, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I liked to see him laugh. Around that time ...
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“At the time I was beginning to make new friends at the university and I saw Arturo and his friends l...
My dear friends and lovers— A very merry and happy new year’s to you, if I haven’t already wis...
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“For a while all I heard was the noise Arturo made as he drank his tea, muffled sounds from the stree...
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“He was laughing at me, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I liked to see him laugh. Around that time ...
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“At the time I was beginning to make new friends at the university and I saw Arturo and his friends l...
Anaïs Nin felt that the albatross, the lunky, clumsy, idiot bird, was an excellent symbol for the arti...
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I was reading an essay exploring the relationship between Henry Miller and Fyodor Dostoyevsky (it reads mor...
I tell you if you have not swum in the northern Pacific Ocean it is a great experience. The greatest feelin...
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after seeing a picture of william saroyan in the armenian newspaper and commenting on his facial hair, my f...
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His last phrase, sour smelling as the smoke of charcoal and disheartening, excited Stephen’s brain, o...
Hovagim Saroyan I remember staying overnight at your vineyard on the north side of Fresno, to which my bro...
The Cabinetmaker On Ninth Avenue in San Francisco between Irving and Judah Streets there used to be a cabi...
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Chance Meetings Chance acquaintances are sometimes the most memorable, for brief friendships have such a d...
Lucy Garoghlanian by William Saroyan My grandmother came into the room and stared bitterly at everything, ...
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Yesterday I had coffee with a panther. With magnificence, her tail flickered as we navigated through the ju...
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“And so I know that certain things which I have pained in words are true and imperishable, and what h...
“If you could take a penny from your pocket and balance the books you would do so. But you are no lon...
I’m sorry to hear that, I said. She was telling me how she was molested as a child and used her trium...
I looked into my mother’s face today, not just glanced, but really looked into her eyes, and saw that...
I decided this morning to finally commit this story unto the ages. I have told myself sporadically and cons...
Stephen’s mother and his brother and one of his cousins waited at the corner of quiet Foster Place wh...
Who wrote this? Charms and invocations of the most blessed abbot Peter Salanka to all true believers divulg...
7 [63] I went into the barber’s as I usually do, experiencing the pleasure I always get from being a...
The day wore on like that, with lots to eat and drink, the sun out strong, a car to tote us around, ...
Because even office cubicles Still have windows
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I was reading an essay exploring the relationship between Henry Miller and Fyodor Dostoyevsky (it reads mor...
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“And so I know that certain things which I have pained in words are true and imperishable, and what h...
Because even office cubicles Still have windows
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after seeing a picture of william saroyan in the armenian newspaper and commenting on his facial hair, my f...
I looked into my mother’s face today, not just glanced, but really looked into her eyes, and saw that...
Because even office cubicles Still have windows
There’s a petition being passed around amongst people working in the tech industry, http://neveragain...
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His last phrase, sour smelling as the smoke of charcoal and disheartening, excited Stephen’s brain, o...
Stephen’s mother and his brother and one of his cousins waited at the corner of quiet Foster Place wh...
Who wrote this? Charms and invocations of the most blessed abbot Peter Salanka to all true believers divulg...
I can tell you with excruciatingly embarrassing details how I became interested in Japan as a teenager. But...
Anaïs Nin felt that the albatross, the lunky, clumsy, idiot bird, was an excellent symbol for the arti...
I tell you if you have not swum in the northern Pacific Ocean it is a great experience. The greatest feelin...
My dear friends and lovers— A very merry and happy new year’s to you, if I haven’t already wis...
901
I was reading an essay exploring the relationship between Henry Miller and Fyodor Dostoyevsky (it reads mor...
800
“And so I know that certain things which I have pained in words are true and imperishable, and what h...
“If you could take a penny from your pocket and balance the books you would do so. But you are no lon...
The day wore on like that, with lots to eat and drink, the sun out strong, a car to tote us around, ...
809
Yesterday I had coffee with a panther. With magnificence, her tail flickered as we navigated through the ju...
I’m sorry to hear that, I said. She was telling me how she was molested as a child and used her trium...
I decided this morning to finally commit this story unto the ages. I have told myself sporadically and cons...
Who wrote this? Charms and invocations of the most blessed abbot Peter Salanka to all true believers divulg...
7 [63] I went into the barber’s as I usually do, experiencing the pleasure I always get from being a...
For as long as I’ve been able to vote, I’ve lived in the blue parts of California. Regardless o...
About a week ago, I moved to San Francisco ten years ago. I didn’t intend to make a big deal out of i...
About a week ago, I moved to San Francisco ten years ago. I didn’t intend to make a big deal out of i...
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after seeing a picture of william saroyan in the armenian newspaper and commenting on his facial hair, my f...
Hovagim Saroyan I remember staying overnight at your vineyard on the north side of Fresno, to which my bro...
The Cabinetmaker On Ninth Avenue in San Francisco between Irving and Judah Streets there used to be a cabi...
836
Chance Meetings Chance acquaintances are sometimes the most memorable, for brief friendships have such a d...
Lucy Garoghlanian by William Saroyan My grandmother came into the room and stared bitterly at everything, ...
My dear friends and lovers— A very merry and happy new year’s to you, if I haven’t already wis...
I have been looking for an excuse to learn Rust for some time now. Although I had read several tutorials an...
There’s a petition being passed around amongst people working in the tech industry, http://neveragain...
From a tweetstorm!
It is true that the wheel of history spins in a circle. But individual men are the center, the spoke, which...
Two years after I first heard about it during my Bolaño craze, I have finally started Javier Marías’ ...
I was nineteen. It was the end of summer, August, the summer of schizophrenia, when I decided to be a write...
Those people I left, those minds, those souls, I wonder, do they ever think of me? Do they ever stop and cr...
I’m writing publicly again, here on this blog. I am on the seventh and final short story in an antho...
I hope not to spoil some undiscovered joy by recounting my experience.
It’s not a city of lost souls. It’s not a place where the hopeless end up. From its origins San...
“I say this not to deny my debts to him, which are many, but to lead you back, and to lead myself bac...
I still haven’t told my parents much about María. We’ve been living together for nearly four mo...
We’re late. I pack an extra box of crayons for the plane. The roar of the room’s bulb sounds li...
That was the summer the Europeans came in droves, remember? I always like authors who, with in the first l...
Dear friends and lovers— With every body I have encountered, I can distinguish at least one thing I am gra...
It’s just that I can’t read anything in any of these literary journals without feeling a sense ...
“I think about forgotten gestures, the multiple signals and words of grandparents, lost little by lit...
I’m a lousy travel writer. When I try to write about the experience of spending a week in Salvador, ...
Dear Friends and Lovers— We’ll I’m sitting in my room on a wet San Francisco night finishing a...
Nicodemus the poet, the youngest of the elders in the Sanhedrim On fools and jugglers Many are the fools w...
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after seeing a picture of william saroyan in the armenian newspaper and commenting on his facial hair, my f...
Who wrote this? Charms and invocations of the most blessed abbot Peter Salanka to all true believers divulg...