Michael Reid Busk – “Prince”

Michael Reid Busk Prince To paraphrase Winston Churchill’s words, used in a very different context: No one could ever forecast the actions of Prince; he was a riddle wrapped in a mystery, inside a purple velvet enigma. Prince was a sparkly Sphinx, a funk-pop Mozart, a 5’2 totem of talent, a Christian sex god, the […]

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Robert Hahn, “Confessions of God’s Perfect Child”

Robert Hahn   Confessions of God’s Perfect Child We went to church every Sunday when I was growing up, and I supposed other people in that little Indiana town were doing the same, but they were going to more ordinary and obvious churches. The other people in town were Methodists, Baptists and Presbyterians, along with […]

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Peter Twal – “People Who Are Trying to Be Polite”

Peter Twal   People Who Are Trying to Be Polite And you give me a living room tattoo in the dark of your portraitYou, a dog biting off my arm Soldier you, dressed in all black sight blurry waterboarding me and another and another and here, I’ve saved youthe last bite of this grenade I’m […]

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