England “It is not en on any map; true places never are.”― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick [CONTINUE READING — […]
The story told by Three Pathways to Get Anywhere (Except When There is a Dead End) begins on […]
This story is reprinted courtesy of Open Pen and features in their recently published Anthology, available here. […]
Lights off and a sad artist saying be kind, let me drown. I knew it was your hand […]
“I think just about everything David Shields writes is pretty much indispensable”, reads Bret Easton Ellis’ token gesture […]
The Penitents of Camber Sands weren’t nuns, they just liked wearing black. Nor, thought Travis, between blows, were they exactly penitent […]
Untitled Film Flyover of the huntsman, crouched brutally on the outcropping, looking small with his hands invisible in […]
– ‘I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody, and I wouldn’t lose any […]
Ode to DLR You and I should meet on air, in these whirling hyperloop palaces of all burnished […]
Demers’ Drone and Apocalypse is a sprawling and inventive meditation on the nature of apocalypse in contemporary art […]
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