Alex Katz is sometimes nice.

Sweet Potato

The dot-matrix printer at work shudders endlessly, shrieking and grunting like a woman in labor.

Bleeding pale black, it whines and shakes and gives birth to another page.

Sweet Potato.

Hott

Guess whose books are being revived by two different presses in 2009?

Flippin' Awesome

Note: I always rooted for Big Brother.
In the book, I mean, not David.
But for David a little bit, too.

Just not when he was fighting Little Brother.
Me, I mean, not the Cory Doctorow YA novel.

From The Canary by Juan José Millás

"Coughing, I lifted my hand to my mouth but not before noticing that some foreign body had managed to enter it. Taking pains not to be observed, I glanced furtively and discovered that my mouth now swarmed with a host of diminutive old ladies, their skirts rumpled. Surreptitiously, I gathered them all and put them in my jacket pocket."

Translated by Peter Robertson

My Little Song

I've got a mouthful of teeth and two fists full of fingers.
Two boots full of feet and two eyes full of horror.
I'm a bookselling man in an underground store--
and when the sun goes down I can't read anymore.