Category Archives: literature

Junkie

Back in the 1980s on several occasions I espyed Burrough’s walking corpse crossing Grand Central, his unpolished shoes slithering over the marble floor with an effortless gait. No hello. We knew not each other. I sometimes a drunk. He high and listlessly heading to score dope, his once elegant suit hanging off a scarecrow frame, […]

Moby Dick Amnesia

Everyone of my generation was forced to read Heman Merville’s MOBY DICK. THe first line of this epic novel “Call me Ishmael” was burned into our memories and teachers spent days trying to decipher the meaning of author, but none of us were aware of MOBY DICK’s voyage in American Literature having only sold 3000 […]

BURNT ORANGE HERESY by Charles Willieford

I could have taken State Road Seven straight away by picking it up west of West Palm Beach, but because the old two-lane highway was used primarily by truck traffic barreling for Miami’s back door, into Hialeah, I stayed on U.S. 1 all the way to Boynton Beach before searching for a through road to […]

Le Necrophile

Back in the late 1960s the biggest house in Quincy, Massachusetts was owned by a funeral director. His daughters were the most beautiful girls on the South Shore in 1967 and they introduced Cream to their admirers. I was one of them. So was an apprentice embalmer for their father. The other suitors joked that […]

Waiting For Andre

Whenever the question arises at a bar about who was the greatest athlete, I allow everyone to offer their opinions. “Jim Thorpe.” He was a multi-talented competitor. “Ali.” Ali was a great fighter. Once the debate has lost steam I say, “Andre the Giant.” They argue that the Frenchman was only a wrestler, but Andre […]