Paul Christensen: The American Dream
I never mastered the art of the hustle, and the bar, with its stench of stale beer and cigar smoke, intimidated me. I shined my father’s shoes for a dime, and scrubbed the polish off my hands with cleanser. Life is hard, and I was getting beat up by it.
May 5, 2019 · 1 Comment
Paul Christensen: The Vermont Book of the Dead
Up here in Vermont, we’re sort of tucked away from the rest of the nation’s storms and upheavals. We read about the cops killing unarmed black men, of floods sweeping … Continue reading →
October 11, 2016 · 3 Comments