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Writings for Readings

  1. The Buck Chronicles: Fucked We Up

    It’s always so fascinating and beautiful to get a true view of our parents’ personal struggles. This was written by my father around 1980, meaning he was pushing 60. He had only just left us to go and find his true life, explore his sexuality and place in the world…

  2. The Buck Chronicles: The Self-Hate that Hate Made

    The ‘Buck Chronicles’ are about my father, Raymond “Buck” Sorum.  It’s always so fascinating and beautiful to get a true view of the demons, battles and victories our parents dealt with. This journal entry shows Buck’s struggles with his faith, homosexuality and alcoholism. To live in a society that makes…

  3. Super Nice Club: 41 Years of the Streets of San Francisco

    This is Wes. He has chosen to live among San Francisco’s homeless for the past 41 years. Only out there does he feel best able able to provide direct help to those in need. Known on the streets as “Uncle Wes,” he is Irish-Mexican, one of thirteen children, and his…

  4. Odd Jobs #3: Sex Shop Record Store

    (originally published in the Austrian erotic photo quarterly, Tickl) “I’d like to return this, please,” he said, his voice just loud enough to be heard over the atonal metal riffs blasting over the shop speakers. He placed the bag on the counter. Wearing a leather vest over a Harley-Davidson t-shirt,…

  5. Yet Another Take on Burning Man

    “Humankind periodically goes through a speedup of its affairs, thereby experiencing the race between the renewable vitality of the living and the beckoning vitiation of decadence. In this periodic race, any pause becomes luxury. Only then can one reflect that all is permitted; all is possible.”-The Apocrypha of Muad’Dib To…

  6. Odd Jobs #2: Elvis Clock Assembler

    Jesus and Elvis were the big sellers. Marilyn did well, too. After them, it was a broad mix of pop icons, cowboys, sports teams and state flags that rounded out the collection of glossy driftwood clocks we’d sell in a tiny kiosk in a mall in the middle of nowhere.…

  7. Odd Jobs #1: Helen’s Donuts

    I’d unlock the doors sometime between five and six, usually just before sunrise. The cold and the dark always made me a little depressed. So did the job. I was twenty years old and instead of working on graduating from college to become a marine biologist or archaeologist, I was…

  8. Life Moments #10: Is This What Prozac Feels Like?

    IS THIS WHAT PROZAC FEELS LIKE? In years past, I’d veer off the rails, white hot, at the slightest insult, the familiar and comforting (key word) anger surging through stomach, up spine, out crown in a simultaneous spectacle of self-destruction and rebirth. And, oh, the collateral damage, the spit sharp…

  9. Life Moments #9: On Prince Rogers Nelson

    PRINCE HOTWIRED HIMSELF into my teenage brain one hot summer day in Chico, California. My friend Shane had introduced me earlier that day to two sisters, Eden and Rainbow. The four of us walked through Bidwell Park, popped into a market for candy and soda, and then headed over to…

  10. Life Moments #8: Me & Jesus & the Stink-Eyed Pastor

    JUST COME MEET JESUS ONE TIME she would implore us again and again. Sarah was a sweet girl, an improbably lost girl with dirty dreadlocks and a smile that seemed afraid of itself. She’d been hounding Maria and me for weeks to go to an after school church gathering for…

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