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Robert Roman

Robert

Roman

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RED BRICK ALLEY STORIES

The Killards Are Coming

Every damn day in Religion Class, Sister Anna Banana yapped about the Soviets revving up to start a nuclear war with the new president, Ronald Reagan. She said after the cities burned to Holy Hell, there’d be something called “nuclear winter” that would kill all...

Double-Strength Demon Dogs

Fantastic Freddie was the only altar boy from the Red Brick Alley. He was always consecrating Ritz Crackers and trying to make us eat them like communion wafers. He light-fingered incense from the sacristy, and he blessed water from Old Lady Tully’s spigot...

Laser Loop

I couldn’t see over the tall green school bus seat except when we hit a pothole and I bounced up in the air like a Pop-Tart jumping out of a toaster. Nobody at Saint Augie’s could believe I was allowed to go. My first school picnic ever. I was good from the day I handed in my pink...

The Boy Wonder

How the Hell did Jaggerbush get himself up there? He was clawing his way up into the open window above the Science class door like a real-life gargoyle. The blockhead of a wooden mallet stuck out of the back of his Toughskins where his butt crack was. He wore three...

My Own Private Ulysses: The Jeer in the Ear of Bloom

5 hours ago

My Own Private Ulysses: The Jeer in the Ear of Bloom

"She set the brasses jingling as she raised herself briskly, an elbow on the pillow. He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her...

My Own Private Ulysses: In the Hush of the Morning Kitchen

6 days ago

My Own Private Ulysses: In the Hush of the Morning Kitchen

"They call them stupid. They understand what we say better than we understand them. She understands all she wants to. Vindictive too....

In the Beginning of the Evergreen End

Jan 8

In the Beginning of the Evergreen End

In the Beginning of the Evergreen End First the fall came for the summer, I did not speak out, for I was evergreen. Then they came for...

My Own Private Ulysses: Bloom’s Mind

Jan 6

My Own Private Ulysses: Bloom’s Mind

“Am I like that? See ourselves as others see us.” – Ulysses, James Joyce Today’s Hemingway Half-Dozen Prose Poem : Bloom’s Mind: Too...

My Own Private Ulysses: In the Fickle Mind of Leopold Bloom

Jan 2

My Own Private Ulysses: In the Fickle Mind of Leopold Bloom

In the Fickle Mind of Leopold Bloom The first trickle of women out and about: Frothy, chocolate tickle atop Guinness Stout. Stay...

My Own Private Ulysses: Gloomsday Cannot Stay

Dec 16, 2024

My Own Private Ulysses: Gloomsday Cannot Stay

Gloomsday: The aphelion of Bloomsday. Coined by Senan Molony. Gloomsday Cannot Stay Days give way to decay, And December’s Gloomsday Is...

My Own Private Ulysses: If Books Could Kill

Dec 13, 2024

My Own Private Ulysses: If Books Could Kill

If Books Could Kill What if this world were flipped and books could kill? For real, like Monty Python’s deadly joke, That...

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About The Author

Robert Roman grew up in Pittsburgh, PA, where he sold newspapers to cars from a concrete island. Read more→

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