William Shunn
Care and Feeding of Your Piano
Even when you think you know your way around a new purchase, it goddamn pays to read the manual.
A Strong Premonition of Death Struck Me This Morning
Some days, no matter how hard you try, you just can’t shake that sense of impending doom.
Salt Crusted on Automotive Glass
Between me, safe in my seat on this bus, and the decadent majesty of the salmon-red cliffs of eastern Utah, a ghost landscape stands sentinel.
Like Writing a Bicycle
Writing is a lot like riding a bicycle. Not because it’s so easy to get back up on.
From Our Point of View We Had Moved to the Left
From 1993 comes this prescient political fable of an alternate American future eerily like our own.