In the hothouse the flowers suddenly bloomed, turning full, luscious, and bourgeois as though by sheer will of […]
Category Archive: experimental
Jeff takes him to Rio. A samba starts when they get to the beach, Sugarloaf Mountain sipping a […]
Pick me up These knees, will be the pick-me-up when you fall on them. Knees, that you fell […]
W-e-e-e-e-e-ell, said the man, saying his vowels in between shallow breaths as he stroked the deep cleft in his […]
In a house is the silence of what is a home. We either keep a man out or […]
A year ago today I went to take pictures of an abandoned amusement park. There were few other […]
1 Amanda is sitting on the train, reading a book. It is Memoirs of Hadrian, by Marguerite Yourcenar. 2 The […]
When is the wedding? slurs the homeless man, you make such a beautiful couple. His comrades merry in […]
The key is to have a religion then lose it then find a new one. To become a master of something. Kung fu, say, or fucking. To look at all times as if one is flexing all the muscles especially the ones in the center of everything.
Why am I Celeste? Why am I, Celeste? Who is the this? What invokes the this that is this, […]
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