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Robert

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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...

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

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My Own Private Ulysses: This is Ithaca #1

  • Writer: Robert Roman
    Robert Roman
  • Oct 7
  • 1 min read
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This is Ithaca #1


Why does he read Ulysses by James Joyce?

It is the only novel worth his heed.

What cause or defect led to this odd choice?

He never chose, he chased the longest lead.

Was his pursuit begun without deep thought?

Thought may be too high a speed for this fool.

Are racing words all this guy’s got to trot?

With metaphors, he’s not the sharpest tool.

Are there more defects than too slow, too dull?

Too many to count (he’s bad at math too).

What other skills and strengths are void and null?

Far more than two, he scores low through and through.

Why with his folly this much insistence?

The fool’s one wisdom is his persistence.

 
 
 

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