In the drowsy sunlight, the focus of time appears blurred. I guess the psychological term for this phenomenon […]
short fiction
“…it matters not if you elude my arms, my heart, when my thought alone can imprison you.” — […]
Now we see “in an enigma by means of a mirror.” So Léon Bloy glosses St Paul,[1] according […]
When Jane Todd Crawford’s belly first started growing and growing, her family thought she was pregnant with twins. […]
To begin with somebody much like any other is walking and continues to walk along streets much like […]
Once, years ago, I asked to stay the night at a friend’s place in order to catch an […]
Crank Handle Yesterday, when he had gone down to the basement to get a hammer, he discovered the […]
THE PASSIONS—‘I’M IN LOVE WITHA GERMAN FILM STAR’ (POLYDOR 7”, 1981) Four slow notes of shiver, blush, echoplex, […]
The building, discreet. Its windows, cracked and greasy from years of neglect. Its previous identity, a shell for […]
After giving the issue the thought it deserved, he concluded the only really possible options were 1) an […]
minor literature[s] 