Monthly Archives: July 2025

Survival Cokes Trading hacks and bites for color coordination and fresh breath for the usual boxy attic ratio or the wide factory of the scape tuck, Survival Cokes was not merely a formal development for its discreetness, but a leap … Continue reading →

WHO WILL BE DISAPPEARED NEXT? An analysis by the Deportation Data Project, which is based at the University of California, Berkley, found that immigration arrests in Massachusetts have so far risen by 336% from the previous year. This means 2,230 … Continue reading →

Jump-Cut Check-Ins Check me out—Check me in… In the montage I ascend from the dashboard—depart on the window dressed of spaniels—and like the nude descending the staircase I’m aggrieved. For I know not where the primordial matter in the skin … Continue reading →

/ + (soy yo autoretrato) [redux] I am the day’s encryption /I am nylon whir on fetid skronk /I am must + disequilibrium /I am growth opportunity /I am terror in the grass /I am green bastion in silence /I am … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week and no one lives where they should      they roam the roadssleepless paperless      sleeping in bus stationsfleeing in the middle of the night      writing without the peace to write thinking without the time to think      eating … Continue reading →

What I’m Reading: … Death and those who use or serve it—this I did not feel or sense (because I refused to) but I knew it was in the air as sure as I sensed the movement of the breeze … Continue reading →

thee raging undergrowth the fear bitterness & hatredthe witch fellow faltersthe work the starkest darkest &the most sharply subversive pair of shoesthe wartime years self maneuvered & censoredthe jingoistic pension conditionalthe use of memory & his own wordsthe struggling fellow … Continue reading →

The 10¥ Marketplace (Impediments Galore: A Courtroom Drama) A savant mushroom with a seedy past in Africa discovers that its worst fears have come true. An artisanal clutch of gourmands are out to ambush — deracinate, tear and shred. There … Continue reading →

Sometimes Unfinished Music (redux) Sometimes I am asked to clarify my positionandI say I’m equidistant to roil and root. Sometimes I am asked to qualify what I meanandI say this hand is love and this hand is hate. Sometimes I … Continue reading →

One Direction Home Out of the netherworld, through an oppressively humid haze, I materialize at a shore front — the city behind me a stony sentinel, silent and shimmering, in the vapor. I turn from the city and there, where … Continue reading →