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  • Mt. Lemmon Burns

    Mt. Lemmon burns. It sends out smoke so blossomed in bloom that the sky is a corsage of roses of varying hues. It is volcanic as well. The Catalina Mountains are not rugged nor fierce to my eye, merely judgmental. Like fire, they simply are — unexplained. What I would give if I could see […]

  • New Reviews And Other Literary Chatter

    Errant Dreams gave me a smashing review (http://www.errantdreams.com/reviews/2008/04/30); Edwin Turner at biblioklept (http://biblioklept.org/2008/04/30 writes:”…for all its monsters and perverts and manic depressive, (Down to a Sunless Sea) is never cruel in its darkness or unsympathetic in its distance. Freese creates real people here, and if we laugh at their pain, we’re laughing with them. Highly […]

  • Some More Lemmon Meringue

    At 63 I have not done much in life or accomplished much. Does it really matter that one went to an ivy league school or that one was an alcoholic in the grand scheme of things? Doesn’t a defeated man feel as much if not more pain as a successful man? I wonder. Does it […]

  • Difficult Passage From Mt.Lemmon

    I had a daughter once. She died a suicide at 34. She rotted for a week before someone inquired about her. When my wife and I entered her quarters, riven with books, everything had the smell of decomposition to it. Alcohol, soap, fresh air, Febreze, nothing could erase that nauseating odor. It took me years to […]