HOWLING DOGS & CRINKLED WHISPERS

The first place we landed, upon immigrating to America, was Vallejo California, a trailer park. I had a funny accent. Part working class British and part Northern Irish. No one can understand me. We ate something Hamburger Helper every evening. And NBC movies, with so many adverts, with Clint Eastwood and monkeys, and also LeeContinue reading “HOWLING DOGS & CRINKLED WHISPERS”

Gold Chains and French Kissing

Jerry sported gold chains, even when he broke the bread, the body of Jesus, and passed the little cups of water, the blood of Jesus. It was a thin one, there were thicker ones. It was the end of 1980s, North Las Vegas. French kissing was in the air. Here is a gold chain, fromContinue reading “Gold Chains and French Kissing”

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

  Las Vegas, 1985, maybe August. I am a newly arrived immigrant in the United States of America. First Vallejo in a trailer park and then Las Vegas. Also, from a few years previously, a new religion, Mormonism. I was almost 12. On the border of puberty with a funny accent from Northern Ireland. DoContinue reading “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”

PLAY YR KARDZ RIGHT

MY NEW BOOK, PLAY YR KARDZ RIGHT, IS NOW AVAILABLE FROM THE RAD DOSTOYEVSKY WANNABE. ALMOST CHEAP AS CHIPS . . . BUY IT HERE: https://dostoyevskywannabe.com/original/play_yr_kardz_right HERE ARE SOME BLURBS “Marcus Slease’s gentle & generous engagements with the ephemera of almost-everyday life, coupled with a variant of bill bissett’s Lunarian English, and a sensuous, curious,Continue reading “PLAY YR KARDZ RIGHT”