9 Foibles about a Woman from the Left Bank of Limerick

Just out Down Under at The Chimaera with brilliant audio by Austin Publicover:

9 Foibles about a Woman from the Left Bank of Limerick

I.
She lived in a house with a louse of a spouse: a louse, a louse, with lice on his head and a grouse in his bed; no small wonder she wished him dead.


II.
She lived in a house, a mousy gray house and her spouse was a souse: a souse, a souse, with mice in his head and a louse in his bed; no big surprise he wished her dead.


III.
She lived in a house but she wasn’t a mouse; but she looked like a mouse, a plump weeish mouse, and her spouse was a louse, a lard of a louse, as gross as that house; no, he wasn’t a louse, he was verly a mouse, but she was a louse with rice in her head and an old gray blouse; and she killed his pet grouse until it was dead (they said). ...........

(etc.) The Chimaera

good news of a personal nature (again) : WOOWHOOO!

sorry -- no good news to report of the world outside ... murder and mayhem continue; it's so comforting to realize over and over again how insipid and insidious the species is, isn't it!?!

no.

so anyway, my news, for anyone who happens to drop by, is Fiction International's (Harold Jaffe's) acceptance of my most recent piece for the Freaks issue, which will emerge next December. i'm terribly pleased that my piece was so quickly accepted by a first rate journal with a progressive social conscience. the piece is called Ramon's Dream, in four movements. it's very dark, full of shadows without light. not my usual tongue-in-cheek, satirical stuff. this comes from the nether-sphere of yours truly. came spilling out of me like a wild river freed from a dam. i love it when my authentic process does its thing!