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The Mini Macros at the End of the World I want to live in a bathysphere. The darkness envelopes my diving bell. I’m comfortable in my bathysphere. I’d like to live in my bathysphere. I won’t leave my bathysphere. Underwater … Continue reading →

Nothing Means Something The victims were not drawn from the elites. The earliest surviving epistle asks: What of compassion? During the time of plague: What of abnegation? The outsider is to blame for the epidemic… expulsion, exodus… divine agency… The … Continue reading →

Exiles In the Land of Kakistocracy I.  A Conversation in the Time of Galamatias: Our salad days are filled with bitter herbs and intractable roots — Not so much a salad, but a melange Of weeds and thistles — Indelicate … Continue reading →

Pandemic Haiku 2 The Fear Contagion: Taking Control, Stockpiling, She feels better now. “Practice an art for love and the happiness of your life—you will find it outlasts almost everything but breath.” — Katherine Anne Porter

stop.       gap. and then there was a stop gap measure… for the oncoming plague… “It’s none of their business that you have to learn to write.  Let them think you were born that way.” — Ernest Hemingway … Continue reading →

 Why do you make art? — It’s a way of living. It’s a way of passing through life. i. los minutos pasan quedan dos and then there was a multifoliate a multiplicity, a multivariate, a multiplication that started with two … Continue reading →

Captain There Are Doubts The dour captain’s ship caught in an eddy at the strait.  His caravel gyres in the tepid water the flukes held by a god. His mariners maroon him to certain depths as they cast off in uncertain … Continue reading →

5 Gripe Rant Loud cellphone talkers beget cellphones stalkers.  I’m the woman you fear, dear. I don’t care if you received a merit badge for sailing, I don’t care because I’m just a few steps ahead of you and you … Continue reading →

The Mandy Brush He bent down to rinse the toothpaste out of his mouth and his left side cramped up. The cramp was the most severe pain he’d felt in his life. The sensation seemed like a vise tightening on … Continue reading →

Wretched Hypnopompia This morning I woke up with an angry welt on my left temple. I had a bad night’s sleep, that much is obvious. Which is odd as I’ve sleeping rather well lately. Eris, on the other hand, sleeps … Continue reading →