PRAYER FOR IMAGINARY BEINGS protect the people who don’t exist, who are made of nothing but words or childhood beliefs—keep them from invisible harm and threats not present, comfort them if the love they receive isn’t real…. PRAYER FOR THE BODY dear body,it’s time to smooth some anti-bacterial cream over your troubled relationship with my… Continue reading i pray some more
Category: writing
after dark
for the third week in a row, i missed the last train of thought. no use waiting in the station, the next train would come by hours from now. long, empty hours. fluorescent lighting sucking the life out of my eyes, wooden benches with stiff backs only a book could sit on with any degree… Continue reading after dark
the sentence.
I thought I smelled bad after. Walking in, the sun so I sprayed the bathroom perfume. On my t-shirt normally I would. Never have bathroom perfume much, less rose-scented bathroom. Perfume. But my mother-in-law was. At L’Occitane, and bought it. For us I never wear perfume. Making it, all the more odd: that I should… Continue reading the sentence.
I wrote something here before, but it got deleted, or the ink turned white, like ancient hair.
I have climbed those stairs so many times my calves have grown large and strong.I am climbing the stairs, feeling the strain on my calf muscles.I have been climbing these stairs for days, feeling my stockings stretch tight across my calves as they swell with new muscle. She gets drunk every Thursday.She gets drunk.She gets… Continue reading I wrote something here before, but it got deleted, or the ink turned white, like ancient hair.
44 steps in providence, idea for project
for (count = 1, count <=44, count++) {photos();walk fourty-four steps;} function photos () {point camera at feet, capture photo;point camera eye level, face forward, capture photo;point camera eye level, face left, capture photo;point camera eye level, face right, capture photo;}
cupid
how can one body pack so many pounds of ugly feeling, then aim it directly towards itself. it’s not right. it’s not the way to success and future glamourshine. hold on i have to go make some tea.(brew)she’s nuts!and cream, and sugar, and butterfat. down her throat into the belly, bypassing nutrition due to craving… Continue reading cupid
quiet essay, pt 2
In Holland, the government has reacted to predictions of a silence shortage by establishing Silent Zones (Stiltegebieden), defined as areas “in which the sound load caused by human activity is not high enough to disturb the natural sounds in the area.” My quiet is not the lack of sound. I am trying to make a… Continue reading quiet essay, pt 2
quiet essay, pt 3
digital devices in our bedroom:Stereo system, CD player brokenDiscmanThree-piece speaker systemPlaystation 3Nintendo WiiTelevision with DVD and VHS playersFax machine, brokenCell phone foyer:PrinterScannerLaptopFlat-screen monitorDSL Internet routerWireless routerExternal hard driveDVD burner living room:Two-piece speaker systemLaptopSound mixing boardMicro ModulatorUSB MIDI hubDigital effects processorLaptopWACOM tablet and penCell phoneCell phoneProjectorMicrocontrolleriPodPlaystation PortableNintendo DSGPS Bluetooth transmitterMP3 player The apartment is filled with… Continue reading quiet essay, pt 3
36 degrees farenheit with snowfall and limited visibility
like birds waking one by one in the morning, singing before they can feed, women call and croon to their children or lovers once they are settled in their seats: i’ll see you soon. i can’t wait to see you. honey. then their voices clamp shut, pass the time, until another call to check in… Continue reading 36 degrees farenheit with snowfall and limited visibility
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all this time denouncing the screen: i’m sick of the screen, tied to the screen. this is the right idea for interactive projects in general, but maybe not so for text and the written word. what’s wrong with a surface, after all? a video projection extends the page, is as limiting as the page, but… Continue reading [ ]