And you might know her...it's the lovely Cindy St. John! Her photo's legitimacy is much more, um, legit than mine above because mine is just an imitation. Her poems, of course, have no equal:
And here's Vincent Reusch, an iconoclast to the end. Books behind Vinny? Pashaw. (How does one spell that sound, really?) Give him a lake and some wide open spaces and he can make his own fiction --fiction that would be really really great.
So come and join us. Food and beverage will be provided. Any questions? Requests? Etc.? Post 'em in a comment, will ya?
2 comments:
that picture of vinnie almost sold me.
Jason, you're too funny for words. Or rather, you're just funny enough for words. I really enjoyed your reading, but I must admit that I almost enjoy this copycat photo of you almost as much. There's another one of Cindy on her myspace page I think you should emulate - I think she calls it her heroin chic photo. (Molly)
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