RoutineA twenty-five dollar friendship ( Read more... )

Studio in Summer

One gets drunk on the humid air,
Billiards table and clavier the setting
For a night of punk music so loud
That it feels like you’re right there in 1979.
Summer flows in on the breeze,
Injecting the spirit of the waking world
Into your carotid and vena cava,
Never mind the cover of darkness.
It is my duty to live,To carry on the ( Read more... )

Heart FractalsWhen the troubles all began ( Read more... )

Assassins de la Bête“In the future, everyone will be world-famous for fifteen minutes.” -Andy Warhol ( Read more... )

The BeginningFirst you are forced to go back to the very first time you rode a bicycle. You forget the language that described the shapes making up the new world. You pack everything you own into a suitcase and hail a taxi. You inhabit a deserted island floating in the ocean. Then you test the water and jump back in shock at how cold and ( Read more... )

The Chamber: The Anatomy of SicknessI. Ingress ( Read more... )

Zachariah’s LadderThe next generation comes out of the woodwork ( Read more... )

O ScrivenerNo one will ever notice a shooting star ( Read more... )

QuarantineI couldn’t tell if the lights went out or if I blinked ( Read more... )

Force MajeureI have a mind built in brutalist architecture ( Read more... )