A few years ago when we lived in Oakland I wrote a collection of songs that were never completed. This year, I decided to self-publish what I had, knowing that
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Home page of strange fiction writer and musician H. A. Eugene
A few years ago when we lived in Oakland I wrote a collection of songs that were never completed. This year, I decided to self-publish what I had, knowing that
Continue readingIn this dream, I am back in Oakland. Only I am shorter. [googlemaps https://www.google.com/maps/embed?pb=!1m0!3m2!1sen!2sus!4v1467724688306!6m8!1m7!1sTyp0U3D-gsLQnak9J0CK-w!2m2!1d37.81079673969406!2d-122.2613745043443!3f190.29347776031722!4f-17.60958806294053!5f0.7820865974627469&w=600&h=450] I see Lake Merritt from the Veteran’s Memorial Building. The geese are taller than me. (source: Eric
Continue readingIn New York, setting up our new lives. There’s a sense of foreboding in the air here, and I suspect it’s not just me. Its the place, itself. I’d
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