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The Sax Man is a fixture on the Cleveland streets, blowing his idiosyncratic mix of tunes through a battered sax, and providing a soundtrack for rush hour commuters, office workers on lunch break, or fans of the city's sports teams pouring from the downtown stadiums. Most everyone who has set foot in downtown Cleveland has seen or heard the Sax Man. Few know the story of how he ended up on the streets playing for tips after a brush with musical fame. Ted Schwarz was one of those people passing the Sax Man as we walked to his office, but he stopped, listened to the music, and started asking questions. The result of his curiosity is this book, which tells not only the story of the Sax Man but of the R & B landscape and the lives of the musicians who surrounded him.

Through The Windshield is the terrific first novel by Michael DeCapite, first released from Sparkle Street Books of San Francisco. Circulated in manuscript and widely excerpted in literary magazines, the novel became a word-of-mouth classic in the late '80s and early '90s. This is the first Red Giant edition.

An irreverent poke at vocabulary definitions. Words such as "capricious, equivocal, mitigate," and "instigate" can be baffling and nerve-racking to young adults, especially when they need to demonstrate their knowledge in the classroom or on an exam. Poet Michael Salinger defuses the tension by offering his own tongue-in-cheek definitions that students will surely commit to memory. Giving each word a personality all its own, Salinger creates mini story lines and amusing images, full of wit and irony, that will keep readers chuckling. Cartoonist Sam Henderson's hilarious drawings add to the fun in this "Voice of Youth Advocates" Nonfiction Honor List book.

A short story collection by Ohio writer Terry White.

Poems and photography of the rise and fall and rebirth of the Midwestern industrial power, Cleveland. Cleveland poet Ray McNiece crafts a long song to his battered and resilient home. Tim Lachina's stunning photography perfectly illustrate McNiece's words.

Salinger's writing is like a bear in the kitchen, tearing into the tender truth of everyday life with unpredictable swipes from sharp linguistic claws "capable of ripping through a refrigerator's skin." A grappling hook in a stingray, a red-tailed hawk on a bark covered fence post, an outdated pack of Twizzlers - Salinger describes familiar images with "the choreographed precision of slow motion pistons," scientifically accurate and unsentimentally clear.

James "Diz" Long grew up on the streets of Detroit, bouncing between houses and learning some hard truths. As he becomes a man he becomes an eyewitness to a sordid history, becoming a member of the famous Triple Nickels parachuting group, almost breaking into the NFL, becoming an MC at a famous Cleveland jazz club, running numbers for Don King, providing protection for celebrity author Harold Robbins in 1970s Hollywood, and becoming the right hand man for porn king Reuben Sturman. Diz Long leads a life in the American underbelly, surviving when few did.

The collection in the words of the author: "There are never just one or two sides to any story, but dozens. This book is the culmination of thousands of conversations with folks who took the time to tell me their sides. I took a lot of notes and have revised, revisited, and robbed this manuscript over the last 20 years."

A collection of poetry by Chuck Joy. Both his parents from western New York, and carried by them to Erie Pennsylvania in the first year of life, Chuck considers his birth in Cleveland Ohio an "accident". He has since lived away from Erie for extended periods, usually for educational reasons, visiting New York City, Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, Warren Pennsylvania, northern New Mexico, Portland Oregon, and Morgantown West Virginia. In Portland, around 1979, Chuck started writing, early publications in Bogg and Medicinal Purposes, early appearances in Meadville PA and at the Orange Bear. Joy's poems have appeared in Crisis Chronicles, Psychopoetica, Rattapallax, Tobeco, Great Lakes Review, Guide to Kulchur, and 2 Bridges, and have been included in anthologies edited by John Graham-Pole, Berwyn Moore, Jack Coulehan, and Sean Thomas Dougherty. He has appeared as featured poet at Woodlawn Diner in Buffalo and Mahall's 20 Lanes in Cleveland, the Confluence festival in Pittsburgh, Saturn Series, the Cornelia Street Café, and every Snoetry. Nickname of "C. Boogie", Chuck contributes regularly at Poets' Hall in Erie. He co-created and hosted Poetry Scene at the Erie Book Store, a weekly poetry event with open mic and featured poets, for eight years. Chuck Joy is a member of the Italian American Writers Association, and the Second Tuesday poetry workshop at Mercyhurst University. A community child psychiatrist, Dr. Chuck is the co-chair of their Art Committee. The poems selected for this collection, Theme Of Line, focus around style. Previous collections include Fun Poetry (lulu.com), All Smooth (Destitute Press, Buffalo NY), Every Tiger Wants To Sing (Poets' Hall Press, Erie PA), and Said the Growling Dog (Nirala Publications, New Delhi, India). Chuck lives with his wife Dawn. More at chuckjoy.com.

A poetry anthology celebrating the life and work of Russell Aktins.

Kathy Ewing knows what it's like to be raised by someone variously sullen, pleasant, angry, demanding, manipulative, engaging, and all the rest-sometimes changing from one mood to the next in a single conversation. In this personal memoir she writes of her memories from my childhood, in rough chronology, showing her mother's troubling behavior -the behavior that mystified her until she found a name for it, until she could put it in the context of Borderline Personality Disorder. The memoir shows how the diagnosis, the wrestling with her history, and the very writing of it have provided some comfort, if not healing.

After losing cushy employment in the pummeling economic tumult of '08, and suddenly saddled with a half-drunk mood of vagrancy, Teddy Rawski has taken to the road. Heading west, to San Francisco, south to New Orleans, and east, to New York, and eyeing the clouds from his back in the easy-going Midwest, Teddy wanders with adroit purposelessness through the pages and the American night. It's a trail between joblessness and employment, rife with rejection, indifference and far too many beers. One where the ride and the arrival, the coming and the going, mix and mush into one unseemly heap - a directionless mess. Teddy seeks solace in his guitar, murky literary aspirations, a scattering of half-wise uncles, the ghost of a former tennis partner, and endless unemployment-check dreams. Maybe modern ennui could salvage that cliched old adage about the journey, not the destination? Every generation must revisit the American landscape and define it anew... This isn't a story about looking for a job (though, heavens knows, Teddy needs one), and it's far from a coming-of-age, lessons-learned, open-diary saga of today's economic climate. More it's about the looking itself, the searching out of the end of the night, and its about the thoughts of that guy your not quite sure about, the one sitting by himself, at the end of the bar. Riffing on the travel book requirements of narrative and comment, this bit of jivey memoir (or literary fiction - depends who you ask) hints at what Henry Chinaski's grandson might make of our current plight, could he pick his jaw up off the saloon floor. Here, too, is a dose of Sal Paradise for the listless Facebook sect, a scrap of poetry for two troubled feet on a summertime road-trip dashboard, and a freewheeling meditation on loss and seeking."

Nelson Munroe carries a shipment he should have never agreed to take. Swinging between paranoia and desperation he convinces himself that completing the delivery circuit will provide redemption and the possibility of a new start for his stalled life. How could he know what awaits him once he hits his destination? A pack of dogs acting as guides to his deconstruction, a man burrowed in a hole who gives him a chance of escape, a destitute and luckless rock duo, a captain of an ore barge who might give him his last, best chance for a purposeful life, a faded beauty, a queen of the dispossessed, who gives him shelter, and his lost connection who takes a dim and murderous view of his ineptitude. Cactus Jack has stumbled back into town, looking to put down roots, to find a sense of permanence and the healing of old wounds, after decades of following his enormous appetites and passions. He buys an abandoned house in the rotted core of the city and soon a family of runaways, outcasts and his one enduring love form around his grandiose and cockeyed vision. Nothing will stand in the way of Jack's last great act, not his battered knees and broken-down body, not his poverty, or his own history of abandonment and failure. So go the two narratives in this whipsaw of a novel that careens between prophecy and slapstick, trivia and philosophy, absurdity and social commentary, between sex and violence, jokes and meditations, song and a flawed psychological evaluation. Dogs in the Cathedral covers the ground of the epic within in a city on the verge of collapse or rebirth.

A misfit Irish-but-not-Catholic girl from Cleveland's west side mixes quirk with sophistication and a wee bit o' sex in her wonderfully exuberant and outlandish look on life.

Paul Newcombe suffers the unlucky coincidence of seeing a ghost from his past on local television news. His old neighborhood pal, Gary Auro, now a deputy in a Portsmouth, Ohio, has been given the task of solving a mystery of a skull unearthed from a gravel pit. Driven by the need to restart old rivalries, Paul makes his way to Portsmouth to reclaim his past. Set against the backdrop of the annual Roy Rogers festival, a nostalgic cowboy extravaganza with live theater, the reunion lurches toward chaos, as Auro tries to hold together his life unsettled by the return of his own ghost. Woven among the story of Paul and Gary is the story of Kinnell and June, who are the darkened heart of the river town, who terrorize the streets and flee to a settlement in South Dakota, known as Jupiter Hill, once Kinnell confesses his crimes, real and imagined.