The rock-hound’s use of the word Indian, rather than Mexican, opens fertile ground. A different idea of territory, of legitimacy, of history, of boundary, of intersecting identities. Who then the interloper? Who the immigrant? The undocumented?
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Carhops on roller skates, occupying the precarious outer porches of respectibility defined by divorce, childlessness, dyed hair and lipstick.
Penny and I have just founded a venture called The Electric Ferry Press. Our publishing ambition has so far not extended beyond the publication of Without Direction by my brother, Roy Johannesen, and a collection by me called The Wulfenite Affair & Other Stories. These are described on our website and are available at Amazon […]