Missiles flashed, and it was beautiful— flares in the darkness of a fallen world where Satan plays the good guy in a wig. I’m in my safe space, a battered easy chair, swearing at the laptop, at the stream of video and voices, overlaid on top of breakfast. Coffee’s gone lukewarm, the trail’s gone cold. … Read more
Born by the river, out in the sticks I was born on a bend on the Forty Eighty-six Making old friends, Rubicon tricks Much still to fix on the Forty Eighty-six Romans rode here, hear the hoof clicks Some see their ghosts on the Forty Eighty-six Journey’s the same, the dead and … Read more
Worthless. Humiliated. Deeply uncomfortable. Skin crawling. Awful. Shitty shit shitty fucking horror shit shit cock horror. Hate. Disdain. Awful, awful. Sad. Afraid. Unwelcome. Outside. Other. Ugly. Repulsive. Grotesque. Agnes. She wondered how, every time she appeared to be enjoying her time in Greenpoint. How, when things seemed like they were generally ok, she ended up … Read more
George waits in the parked van. His mind is somewhere between sleep and the wood and the few hours that have passed since he tried to tell her it was over. Somehow he couldn’t pluck the words. The diesel cab reeks fags. The fan heater lifts condensation from the cracked windscreen. Usually these matters fizzle … Read more
Come on in. Try our new Chicken Selects. Forget food. We should send them luggage. Watch this sexy star win in just five words. Do you like who your party elects? You could always reverse your mortgage. A better demographic is diehard nerds. We’ve never seen a storm like this before. Get cash: Sell us … Read more
We say we are ready to be eaten by the music but have scant idea what that entails, what fire those geometric petals conceal. In need of advice, we turn to the dead: their eyes are forests, they cannot speak. This room begins to seem a temple raised to a pixellated god, to the warp … Read more
“What face?” I said again. I wanted to help. I wanted more wine. My flare-ups, real and imagined, may be related to all the drinking I do now. I think I drink every day, which seems shocking, until I try to conceive of getting through a whole day without drinking, which seems unfeasable. I handed … Read more
What a beautiful day to be a nihilist. The sun shatters like a wine glass on the sheer ocean. Someone is stretching a canvas on the patio. Little blue flowers whose names I will never know sprout up in the grass, crickets trill, an empty crab shell contemplates existence on the window sill— the compost … Read more
70 I’d like to set you to The tune Of ‘Wolves A-Howling’, So you can make no tarrying, And hurry Out across The peaks of wild Arkansas, The heights of south Missouri: Make haste, O Lord, to help me, Make haste, O God, to seize me, Can’t you see the wolves a-howling All round my … Read more
And so the time came to rent an office space. We must all find our space. I wanted to read and create and explore, and where was everyone? Where were all the artists? Apparently they had ‘spaces’. One Friday evening I woke up in the National Library, my cheek pressed to the desk and a … Read more