I wake up then make our bed before doing anything else because I’m superstitious.
I go into the kitchen for my morning glass of ice water.
The first sip, more of a gulp, cools my esophagus in slow motion.
On the second sip this sensation doesn’t repeat itself.
What do I smell like on the inside?
I go into the living room then turn on the radio.
I stand there kind of thinking about what’s outside…
The sensitive person watched a little girl
As she gave a smaller boy a nice yellow flower
Park; sharing; kindness; innocence; summer; touching warmth
The sensitive person dully catalogued another treasure
Internalizing a sliver of existence
That fit with the program of what should be
But the subsequent event
When the little girl shoved the boy face first into the dirt
Touched on a nerve…
A leathery looking woman walks past my door early each morning. I’d guess she’s around forty years old, maybe a few more, and always walking a dog on a short leash. There’s a stiffness to her gait, and she radiates all the symptoms of Methedrine addiction, the rigidity, the angular direction of her pacing, and the hunched and freeze-dried profile of a woman surrendering her life to a few CC’s of…
Writer-director Richard Linklater has made a career out of making films that span a single day. From his 1991 breakthrough, Slacker, to the beloved Dazed and Confused, to the seminal Before Sunrise and Before Sunset, he has consistently shown an interest in the minute details that compose his characters’ daily lives.
In some ways, his latest, the epic Boyhood, is the antithesis of these other…
Sam the barber has been cutting my hair for a long time, usually a Marine boot-camp special. I’m always taken by how delicately balanced his operation is, moving constantly from one shop to another, currently trying to hold down his chair while the greedy Chinese woman who leases the building continues to give him less hours every week. We’re Sam’s people, and we cherish his presence. His expert…
The corner convenience store has gone through several owners, an aged Indian couple, an Arab, and a Pakistani man just settling in over the last few weeks.
She bobs along the surface, the camera’s lens straining to control the shimmering pixels. The wet hair, the relaxed bather, Matisse-like, iconic, monumental, a morning swim, classical grace and elegance.
1. And so what if you receive attention?
i am you.
i am you.
i am you.
& y’all are me.
i know not what i say or do.
Sometimes my thoughts are lost even to myself,
but if i can be heard, i will be honest:
i am lost, i think( or rather, i feel as though i am[ lost, that is]).
This is the end of things unseen.
We are post-apocalyptic.
i am sinking; i’m in hell; this is…
The A3 Paper Cutter arrived promptly via UPS. Apart from a small tear in the box, the package weathered the delivery well. The A3 Paper Cutter comes ready to use, no extra parts loose in the box. This also means no instructions, but everyone knows how to use your basic guillotine paper cutter, right? Instructions…