Christian Molenaar

Category: Nothings

  • Courage

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    The day of the opening of the trial, June twenty-fifth, was fair. The heat was intense. Read more

  • Nobody Likes It

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    Lest the reader imagine that I am letting my fancy free to infer Penner’s early attitudes from his later and more rounded nature, I shall quote here some of the first scrawly-handed entries to be found in his diaries. He began his records early and continued them until his unfortunate demise. There is an astonishing… Read more

  • Babylon by Bus

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    ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ: Twenty-five dollars gets us going a ways, forty would get us a room for the night. I had to use that other twenty you gave me for cigarettes and a Red Bull for my girl. She was about to pass out. ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇʀ: But I already gave you money for your motel. ᴛʜᴇ… Read more

  • Souvenir

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    I have walked this earth for 30 years, and, out of gratitude, want to leave some souvenir. Read more

  • Yeah, There Was Always Going to Be a June 5, 1968

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    My telephone rang in the middle of the night, Read more

  • Dogs Are All the Time Licking My Hand

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    Harper (1966) Read more

  • Should He Remember?

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    May 30, 1593. Eleanor Bull’s Tavern, Deptford Strand. Read more

  • Blooming

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    That’s me in mourning. When is it? May the twenty-second. Sure, the blooming thing is all over. He turned to the right and on his right Master Dignam turned, his cap awry, his collar sticking up. Buttoning it down, his chin lifted, he saw the image of Marie Kendall, charming soubrette, beside the two puckers.… Read more

  • The Mortician in San Francisco

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    This may sound queer,but in 1985 I held the delicate handsof Dan White:I prepared him for burial; by then, Harvey Milkwas made monument — no, myth — by the yearssince he was shot. Read more

  • Afterwords

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Thought:

“Authority is a disease, and cure,
Which men can neither want, nor well endure.”

Samuel Butler