Category Archives: The Preface

Restless Writing Syndrome

            I fell into a fever.             All white, artificial light painting my face at four in the morning. Black room. Excessive blinks. Nervous, anxious keystrokes chronicled into some semblance of completion. … Continue reading

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Why Mario Kart is for Communists

First-person shooters of the X-Box culture have come to dominate the public perception of video games. Graphics grow perpetually more lifelike by the day so that in 5 years time our little sisters and brothers can look condescendingly back at … Continue reading

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The Secret World of the Vending Machine At My Job

I worked in Hopkins Hall at Saint Bonaventure University as a Web Systems Assistant last year. On my twice-weekly cookie-cutter walks down the dungeonesque, concrete stairs I would always pass an antique vending machine. It was stocked half-heartedly with things … Continue reading

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Season Five, Episodes 16 & 17: ‘The Incident’ Parts I & II

The dark basement air hung thick with acrid vomit. My friends laughed and ran away from the scene — a salt-and-pepper futon now colored with an orange splat. It looked like the popular Nickelodeon logo from the mid-‘90s. I galloped … Continue reading

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Robert Lax: a simple life

In late 2009, I sat in an undergrad poetry-writing class at St. Bonaventure University watching my professor carefully trace a title in chalk at the front of the room. The four words remained etched into the blackboard for the entire … Continue reading

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Blowing the Dust Off Aesop’s Fables

“So, um, seriously, I only have to pay 3 dollars for this?” This is the only reaction I had to offer when I finally managed to secure a copy of Arthur Rackham’s handsomely illustrated version of Aesop’s Fables.  I found … Continue reading

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Let’s go down the waterfall: a story about Radiohead

I used to sell doughnuts for a living. Well, that’s only half true — I worked in a coffee and doughnut shop part time for the latter two years of high school. To say that I hustled baked dough circles … Continue reading

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Spirits on the hill: the story of the St. Bonaventure Cemetery

The St. Bonaventure Cemetery sits atop a large hill overlooking the university of the same name. That colorful campus lies below, and the cemetery keeps watch with a Delphic eye like a wise old uncle. Walking the long sidewalk between … Continue reading

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A loss of wisdom in a slip of consciousness

Yesterday, I had all four of my wisdom teeth pulled out. I wasn’t at all nervous about it the week before the surgery, or even the morning of, but as my mom pulled into the above ground hospital parking lot, … Continue reading

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The Same Old Game

Stars linger in the blackened sky as sixteen people trudge from their warm van into the Olean Racket Club. It is 5:40 a.m. They step over Plexiglass that once enclosed the club’s front entrance. Only the metal skeleton of the … Continue reading

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