Los Angeles, CA
Richard Risemberg was dragged to Los Angeles as a child, and has been working there in a number of vernacular occupations since his teens while writing poetry, articles, essays, and fiction, editing online ‘zines, sneaking around with a camera trying to steal people’s souls, and making a general nuisance of himself, which is his forte. He’s survived long enough to become either a respected elder or a tedious old fart, depending on your point of view, and is still at it. It hasn’t been easy for any of us.
Collected works are below.
Posted by Richard Risemberg
Memories of the conflict that ensued when a young boy's prim little grandmother decides to date again—and reveals a bit of her secret life in fascist Italy.