God Rides a Yamaha: Musings on Pain, Poetry and Pop-Culture
Bone-cutting zipperwit essays from a sardonic, determined Gen-X'er with Lupus. Kathy Shaidle writes on being sick, on being catholic, and on being a pop-culture junky in the '90s. Her writing has been called "cerebral, seductive and funny." It is "Filled T.S. Eliot-like with literary, religious and political allusions."
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