London, August 1994: the revolution is imminent. The odds seem stacked against it: the police, the law, the […]
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I connect the dots like I was taught to I match objects & shapes with corresponding topographical & […]
“…isn’t desire always the same, whether the object is present or absent?” – Roland Barthes XX: Nice to […]
“There’s a non-existent peace in the uncertain quietness” – Fernando Pessoa, Poems of Fernando Pessoa To understand the […]
I. Going to Mexico City these mtns, caged w chkn wire rubble of the hyway swept under the […]
There was a bombing in the city and the launch failed. The hospitals were overwhelmed. The pressure in […]
In the hothouse the flowers suddenly bloomed, turning full, luscious, and bourgeois as though by sheer will of […]
Jeff takes him to Rio. A samba starts when they get to the beach, Sugarloaf Mountain sipping a […]
Susana Moreira Marques’s unique and quietly devastating book follows death as it goes about its grim work in […]
I met a fellow French poet a few nights ago, and we quickly fell into sharing our horror […]
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