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Tiny Jack

little boy

nine years old, I’d say

leaning on the wall by the

Newberry Medal bookshelf

red Chuck Taylor’s

one foot pulled up

brown hair

tan corduroys ripped at the knee

not-so-white button down shirt

looking like a

tiny Jack


eyes wide

lost in the pages of

A Wrinkle in Time

I smile and think

one day

he’ll be traveling

On the Road


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my favorite book…

dirty book

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2015 Ultimate Book List/Hardcore Shit You Should Read Part II…Reading Strikes Back


The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon

Telegraph Avenue by Michael Chabon

Dirty Pretty Things by Michael Faudet

The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman

All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe

The Windup Girl by Paolo Bacigalupi

Lake by Banana Yoshimoto

Inherent Vice by Thomas Pynchon

Wind/Pinball by Haruki Murakami

Marabou Stork Nightmares by Irvine Welsh

The Bone People by Keri Hulme

Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

Devil in the White City by Erik Larson

The Soloist by Steve Lopez

Train Dreams by Denis Johnson

Praying Drunk by Kyle Minor

Everything I Never Told You by Celeste Ng

Othello by William Shakespeare

The Six Wives of Henry VIII by Alison Weir

Mao II by Don DeLillo

Mason & Dixon by Thomas Pynchon

The Figured Wheel by Robert Pinsky

The Familiar by Mark Danielewski

Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clark

The Ladies of Grace Adieu by Susanna Clark

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton

A Man Without a Country by Kurt Vonnegut

The Shell Collector by Anthony Doerr

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love by Raymond Carver

Poems of Humor & Protest by Kenneth Patchen

Poetry as Insurgent Art by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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Hardcore Shit You Should Read: The Ultimate 2015 Reading List

Bookish people who know I’m a fellow bibliophile, writer, and bookseller are often asking me for book recommendations. I ask the same of my librarian and literary friends. I have compiled a list of the best books that I’ve read in the last 7 months, plus a few everyone should read. I keep a list of everything I’ve ever read for posterity, not for myself, but for my sons. I want them to know what their mother loved…almost as much as she loved them.

Suicide Casanova by Arthur Nersesian
Gladyss of the Hunt by Arthur Nersesian
The Fuck-Up by Arthur Nersesian
The Traveling Death and Resurrection Show by Ariel Gore
1Q84 by Haruki Murakami
The Petting Zoo by Jim Carroll
The Secret History by Donna Tartt
Colorless Tsukuru Tszaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
by Haruki Murakami
Joe by Larry Brown
Fay by Larry Brown
The Underworld by Don DeLillo
Gravity’s Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson
The Awakening by Kate Chopin
The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
After Dark by Haruki Murakami
My Name is Red by Orham Pamuk
Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto
Spring Snow by Yukio Mishima
After the Quake by Haruki Murakami
Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami
Euphoria by Lilly King
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
American Gods by Neil Gaiman
The Little Friend by Donna Tartt
On the Road by Jack Kerouac
Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami
Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World by
Haruki Murakami
The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami
California Raisins by Seb Doubinsky
The Strange Library by Haruki Murakami
Perfume the Story of a Murderer by Patrick Suskind
Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami
Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan
South of the Border, West of the Sun by Haruki Murakami
The Elephant Vanishes by Haruki Murakami
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami
Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin
Nine Stories by J.D. Salinger
Seymour an Introduction by J.D. Salinger
Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger
Raise High the Roofbeams, Carpenters by J.D. Salinger
Whole New Religion by Bob Jakubovic
The Night Market by D.R. Wagner

…These titles appear in no particular order, I love them all. You may have noticed no Catcher in the Rye. Why? Because that book is shit and Salinger thinks so too. The Scarlet Letter and The Bell Jar? If you haven’t read those yet, you aren’t trying. No Infinite Jest? David Foster Wallace didn’t love you…or himself. If you want to regret three months of your life, Infinite Jest in the quickest way.

Happy Reading

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This piece will only appeal to avid readers of Haruki Murakami. If you don’t read him, you should. The following poem, written for his fans, will act much like Jeffrey Lebowski’s rug, it will tie the whole room together.





someone bearing the name

of a food or a spice



vanishing elephants and cats


vanishing spouses

empty wells

vacant houses

tokyo at night




coffee houses




world war II


faceless men

mysterious women

creepy psychics

train stations


noisy birds

alternate realities

parallel universes


coming in your pants




bad dreams

creepy investigators

all knowing uncles





NHK television

someone who wants to have sex you

for a mystical reason





odd teenagers

chaotic jazz

depressing classical music

vinyl records


letter writing

ear fetish


sofa naps

contemplating death

still more contemplating death



sitting on benches



unexpected phone calls


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poem scribbled onto the back of a half price books receipt whilst sitting in the architecture section

i needed to escape my thoughts

but didn’t feel like driving

all the way to the library to be


surrounded by books

settling instead

on a half price books

i was hoping to find

kafka on the shore

by haruki murakami


no such luck



gleefully discovering

a hard cover with pristine jacket

of larry brown’s


and a two buck

the smiths



i sat in the wing chair

of the architecture section

devouring my unearthed treasures

trying to forget

for a moment

people were elsewhere

in the world






i found myself

wishing for a part time job

in the intellectual oasis

as a way to support my book addiction


sighing as i realized it could never be


i don’t have enough facial piercings

i’m not pale enough

i don’t have an ironically bad manic panicked haircut

i haven’t stretched my ear piercings with grommets

inside which one could wear an antique salt cellar

or piece of driftwood

in each lumbering lobe

i don’t wear my sweaters belted and frayed

or present with a look of general disdain

and loathing of the shoppers or human race

a permanent puss on an acne scarred face


they would never

hire me

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Third Friday Salon @ The Rapp Saloon 12.19.14 Santa Monica, California

You are cordially invited to attend the

Third Friday Salon @ The Rapp Saloon


Alicia Young


Alexis Rhone Fancher

Music by: Daniela Podobea, Tom Gramlich, Guido the Bass Player, Jean-Louis Boudreau,

and Derf Reklaw

December 19, 2014

8:30 pm

1436 2cd Street Santa Monica, California, 90401

presented by the beautiful and gracious Elena Secota


Women will swoon.

Men will beg.

The poetry will drip from our lips like honey.

Music will soothe us.

Arias will propel our souls to heaven

Gods shall weep.

Bass strings will be plucked.

Enchantment shall be the order of the night.

And plenty of snappy dressers!


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this happiness

if i’m not careful
this happiness
will ruin everything

wearing flowing chiffon for no reason
warming my skin in the sun
reading and writing as much as i want

i suppose i’ll have to fall in love
to fuck it up again

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aisle three

each time i take in a new book
a tide of awareness
sweeps my reading chair
into the knowing sea
understanding how
to better appreciate
and the placement psychology
of bright green cans of organic peas
in aisle three

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the only thing
that scares me about death
is no longer
being able
to read books