Dean Weissmann

‘Mr. Sherman’ from Surveillance Pelicana

(Editor’s Note: I plan on publishing my creative writing on a regular basis at The Grapevine as a “public” service, and also to acquaint readers with my accumulated writings that have not seen the light of day. These will be posted under the names of dweissmann or Dean Weissmann for clarity’s sake. Enjoy!) Act begins stage right. A bell rang signifying a change of school…


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Poems and stories found in a box

    1. COME, THE REVOLUTION   Juan was at The winter solstice. But so was everyone. His last name Didn’t catch, Anonymously equal Under a setting sun.   Light comes from Many directions. Juanita from her skew line. Pablo across his fault-line Falling, falling, falling Towards wide white lines Covering ice-cream earth.   Fernando Real Knows nothing is real If you don’t feel It…