first read this story about a mexican poet with a few unsavory proclivities via a link on daniel f bradley's blog. now i read this piece about the writer with the usual set of denials of the more salacious acts. yes, the mind reels at the atrocity, but i'd hate to be among the group of publishers who returned his manuscripts with blandly worded rejection slips.

i'm in the mood for a few fava beans.