Author Archives: Linus

About Linus

The man behind the curtain. But couldn't we get a nicer curtain?

Someone Saved my Life Tonight

As STIFF Records once noted, if you were born in ’33, you’ll be 45 in ’78. Continue reading

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Life is But a Dream

Her arms are ropy and pliant, muscular but without anchor, and she means to keep me here, in this indistinct gasping place. Continue reading

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In the (Twin) City

The first thing I see as we drive into Minneapolis is a dead man. Continue reading

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Passing Notes

The Force is a pretty forgiving place, but sometimes it makes peace hard for those who need it. So, Master Yoda: I am sorry. I’ll replace the teacups. I’ll have the robes repaired. Continue reading

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Last Call

Do I dry up like a raisin in the sun? If so, could someone please make me into a bagel? It seems like a comforting way to go. Continue reading

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Poem: 1988

We are small buckets of wood pushing hard over cold waves. Continue reading

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Brancusi to Paris

She is at full throttle, she does not like to pause. She chooses and leaps, with the acid certainty of the beautiful and young. Continue reading

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Mad Max at Home

For a second his heart dies, he’s thinking of Jessie his first wife and Sprog, run down in the road in another age, so long ago like a comic book. Continue reading

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The Mews of Avenue A

The last time I saw her show, Ms. La Nive did her set dressed entirely in bubble-wrap. This is not really as sexy as a guy might hope. Continue reading

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The Secret Interrogation

I know you’ve loved full bore, with folly, with need, with abandon, with fire, without cause, with pain, with disastrous results, with a will that might have made you burst. Continue reading

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