Second to none, the guilt of not sleeping keeps one awake.
And then went down to the ship, that man in appearance seeming equal to the gods sitting opposite my master and hears you nearby sat in silence. An aspect of the shark in him, though would sooner give eagle as answer, were one to ask in tones placid and friendlike to his stillness. But no … Continue reading From the senses of a syndexioi
1 Herr Mathias Gröning, I regret to inform you that your wife passed away during childbirth at approximately 19:06 today, the 11th of July, due to complications that arose from a caesarean section. Despite your wife's death the procedure was a success, you are the father of a baby boy weighing 9½ lb. He has the same … Continue reading Four Letters from the Life Lived by Oskar Gröning
do you collect awards in the shower... and imagine and mutter speeches in your head, thanking home, mother, and garden shed, do you travel in the dying light to the tennis wall, in second hand clothes, thankful for the absence of mirrors, this absence felt and found in the park by the highway on one … Continue reading tennis dreams
As the greek once said, beauty is but short-lived tyranny, so let us welcome our liberator: All glory and gratitude to you, Menopause.
The glory of each new day by day brings a chance to be justifiably hated, which justifies your own hatred, which like an oil lamp gives you warmth and possibility for action through your long night, though its illumination, which a passer by may observe leaking underneath your door or creeping at the edges of … Continue reading letter to no one 9
Exist! the blind man shouts to the world with his hands Exist! the babe cries out in its first fatal breath Exist! things that don't, which make me feel as if I do
Against the wall the dissident was put, blindfolded. She held a cigarette in her mouth, the filter had begun to burn but she refused to let it drop from her mouth. "Do you know of what you are guilty?" a voice asked "I haven't the slightest," she replied. There was the muffled sound of bolts … Continue reading Against the wall
Currently king of slot, scaling downstream first in class they say, currently sat in pocket, with a-coupla usual suspects sat behind and waiting. I'm shepherd with stick man strong but (I admit) a rule follower, hence, the big red that has me locked in P ready to turn off T, that has me praying for … Continue reading Papa of the lane
The immensity on which common sense rests is as sophisticated as the masquerade by which it appears simple.