Tag Archives: Creative Writing

I Heard I heard a Colombian river was full of cocaine hippos. I heard we’ve passed 7 of the 9 thresholds that make earth habitable for human life. I heard hard times are coming. I heard we can lose ourselves … Continue reading →

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “The world reveals itself to those who travel on foot.” — Werner Herzog / “I Rant Against The Jungle: Werner Herzog Interviewed” / The Quietus “where there once was prairie / a few … Continue reading →

badlands a liminal stateboth the simplicity and the purposeyou can’t escape yourself What I’m Reading: “The reason I’m an artist is because it’s a place where you can be totally free.” — May Stevens / My Mothers

What I’m Reading: “You pass a lot of discarded trash as you walk.” — Werner Herzog / Of Walking In Ice

Low Bar Calisthenics I’ve set the new low bar, taking left turn after left turn. I’m walking circular—or in squares, I should say. I should say I hope this makes sense (but know fully well it won’t). I should say … Continue reading →

Perdo’s Pox (redux) Night falls— A black feather,A white hair,A brittle bone,A rasp for air— The moon unmoored. What I’m Reading: “The wind worries the woods outside. This morning Night was drowned on cold gray waves.” — Werner Herzog / … Continue reading →

change denuded ideas in choppedready to go-mix sourcesof wisdom set oneagainst the other:change utryso hardbut u can’tu won’t butu try again and againu fail better again and again What I’m Reading: “A train stopped on the plain / Deaf stars … Continue reading →

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “In my room, the world is beyond my understanding; / But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four hills and a cloud.” — Wallace Stevens / “Of the … Continue reading →