Is an awesome poetry collection from Ellen Bush, available via Bull City Press. I wrote a detailed (and florid) review this winter, but the file seems to be missing from my hard drive. Have got my flashlight and my mutt-that-might-as-well-be-a-bloodhound and am looking for it in the dark corners of cyberspace. Anyway, don’t wait forContinue reading “Licorice”
Author Archives: Natalia Antonova
It must be spring
The crazies are out. For example: trash-talking me while I’m standing five feet away and then trying to pretend as if everything is jolly good = crazy. Someone has never heard of karma, and probably wouldn’t know it if it sucker-punched them in the face (though then again, hopelessness is a sin). Speaking of crazies:Continue reading “It must be spring”
Speaking of “elite institutions of higher learning”
Another day, another gem published in The Chronicle: Now, for the sake of context, please check out the column that the fine gentleman is referencing. Got all that? Now on to the gem: Jacqui Detwiler asks “why on earth” parents would not want their daughters spared from STDs (“‘H’ is for ‘Hussy,’” Feb. 28). TheContinue reading “Speaking of “elite institutions of higher learning””
Intellectual Cyclists on a Rampage: A Horror Story
In the past month, I’ve experienced three near-collisions. Not because I was wasted (shut up, everyone), not because I was freshening up my mascara in the rearview mirror, and certainly not because I was receiving road-head, but because… and I’m going to take a few deep breaths here… Bicyclists. On. Campus. Think. They. Are. Bloody.Continue reading “Intellectual Cyclists on a Rampage: A Horror Story”
“saudi do f*** with woman”
Naughty, naughty words edited as to not encourage anyone … Is the latest search-hit for this wee little blog. Is this person merely looking for porn? Or confirmation – as in “saudi do f*** with woman”? The Saudis, like the rest of us, have to procreate somehow – but one never knows for sure (PeopleContinue reading ““saudi do f*** with woman””
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