Cacosmia: Hell does not smell of brimstone. Instead its fetid scent is of mucus. Held on the outside, […]
Category Archive: Experimental prose and Poetry
el Âouame she can hear Him coming closer the words swelling jolting bashing into her like the hammers […]
in the corner an old Berber was eating a bowl of dry couscous it was late outside the […]
vainement ton image arrive à me rencontre et ne m’entre où je suis qui seulement la montre toi […]
Ô Allah from what were you born so immaculately with your Iron Laws spewing out of your writing […]
& in an infinitesimal fraction of a moment a passionate demand for justice surges upwards from the bowels […]
In 1994, in the company of Italian anarchist & photographer “Dekaro,” the author travelled across Morocco & the […]
The Crawling of our Own The following stories pertains to revised ethnographic statements compiled by the Paraguayan anthropologist […]
14/12/17 “Reimagined the bomber myself, to the point where it was new = new – for this was […]
