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    <![CDATA[Skels: A Novel]]>
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    <![CDATA[&lt;div&gt;Lyrical, violent, and surprisingly passionate, <em>Skels</em> is an inventive yet realistic portrait of the urban underworld from a paramedic's point of view. The story is based on an unusual idea: What would happen if the ambulance world was permeated with the works of past authors, and the homeless patients (the &quot;skels&quot;) carried the consciousness of the writers? What would a paramedic do if she met a great poet, dirty and covered with lice, and was granted the chance to save him &#8212; not from dying but from his own life? A funny, gritty urban thriller, <em>Skels</em> pits corrupt cops, bumbling firemen, drunken softball tournaments, and careening transvestites against this surreal literary environment, realistically portraying a New York City of 1979 rich with an ancient truth that is all but invisible from the outside. The characters within it must face brutality and illness, vengeance and despair, and find help in tenderness and the threads that connect them to the past.&lt;/div&gt;]]>
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  </authors>  <published>2004</published>
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    <![CDATA[WillieWorld]]>
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    <![CDATA[WillieWorld is a 59 page poem/prosepoem drawn from the author's ten years' experience as a full time paramedic in New York City's 911 system. It is scary and dreamy; heartbreaking, funny, and gorgeous. &quot;He was just lying on the sidewalk, with his head all wet and cold. 'Jean-Paul,' I said, 'do you want to go to the hospital?' He said no, so I knew that something was wrong. We put him on the stretcher and covered him up. 'Jean,' I said, 'do you know who I am?' He took a long time to answer. 'Girlfriend . . . I dont want to play today . . . I feel too bad . . .' We took him to the hospital. He had a core temperature of eighty-two degrees. Another hour and he would have been dead. The next time I saw him I said, 'Jean-Paul, do you remember when I picked you up half dead?' He was laughing. He said, 'Girlfriend, theres no such thing. Dead is dead, and arent I talking now?'&quot; (from WillieWorld) Cover art by David Wojnarowicz.]]>
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  </authors>  <published>1998</published>
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    <![CDATA[Weep Not, My Wanton: Stories &amp; Poems]]>
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    <![CDATA[&quot;With every call to save a life, Maggie Dubris - who worked as a 911 paramedic in Hell's Kitchen throughout the '80s and '90s enters a different and strange world. . . . . A vivid rendering of the lives of New York's poorest and most invisible.&quot; -New York Post<br/><br/>&quot;I used to think that working on an ambulance would be like being in a war,&quot; writes Maggie Dubris, a longtime paramedic in and around Times Square. &quot;I thought that I would go up against death, face to face, and that I would win, because I wanted to so much. But that's not how it is.&quot; <br/><br/>In this, her debut collection, Dubris tells us &quot;how it is&quot; in unheroic, often comic detail. Her stories and poems - full of strobe-lit images of the homeless, the lost, and the luckless in emergency rooms, hotel rooms, and subway tunnels - are the verbal equivalents of Weegee's photographs. It was Weegee who wrote: &quot;When you find yourself [feeling] a bond between yourself and the people you document, when you life and cry with their laughter and their tears, you will know you are on the right track.&quot; Maggie Dubris, in this debut collection, is most definitely on the right track. Weep Not, My Wanton collects eight short stories and a fifty-page poem, &quot;WilleWorld,&quot; all based on Dubris' experience as an EMS worker in New York City. Here, too, is a ambitious series of linked poems, &quot;Toilers of the Sea,&quot; concerning other themes: extinction, time, comic books, and the passage of the old world into the new.]]>
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