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Robert

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RED BRICK ALLEY STORIES

The Killards Are Coming

Every damn day in Religion Class, Sister Anna Banana yapped about the Soviets revving up to start a nuclear war with the new president, Ronald Reagan. She said after the cities burned to Holy Hell, there’d be something called “nuclear winter” that would kill all... 

Double-Strength Demon Dogs

Fantastic Freddie was the only altar boy from the Red Brick Alley. He was always consecrating Ritz Crackers and trying to make us eat them like communion wafers. He light-fingered incense from the sacristy, and he blessed water from Old Lady Tully’s spigot...

Laser Loop

I couldn’t see over the tall green school bus seat except when we hit a pothole and I bounced up in the air like a Pop-Tart jumping out of a toaster. Nobody at Saint Augie’s could believe I was allowed to go. My first school picnic ever. I was good from the day I handed in my pink...

The Boy Wonder

How the Hell did Jaggerbush get himself up there? He was clawing his way up into the open window above the Science class door like a real-life gargoyle. The blockhead of a wooden mallet stuck out of the back of his Toughskins where his butt crack was. He wore three...

About The Author

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Robert Roman grew up in Pittsburgh, PA, where he sold newspapers to cars from a concrete island. Read more→

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My Own Private Bloomsday: The Feast of Bloomsday



The Feast of Bloomsday


What in the Hell is this feast called Bloomsday?

The heavenly day Ulysses takes place.

Bookworms binge Joyce and sing songs and cosplay,

But some taste a spice they pretend is base.

These prigs fall fast for Joyce’s smutty ploy,

And pig out on slutty jambalaya,  

But miss out on the truth in his horse of Troy,

That Leopold Bloom’s the new Messiah.  

Is this secret menu hidden in code

By vast planetary conspiracy?

It’s right there in the fifteenth episode.  

Welcome to Dublin’s Illuminati.   

So let the prigs belch their proverbs and psalms.

You know in your gut, they’re all peeping-toms.



Subscribe and stay tuned for more scalding sonnets.

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1 Comment


kitzygirl
Jul 20, 2024

Happy to discover your site!! It’s a long time since I first discovered Joyce..plan to dive back in…

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