Surface. Signal. Structure.
“I sit on a man's back choking him and making him carry me, and yet assure myself and others that I am sorry for him and wish to lighten his load by all means possible....except by getting off his back.” Leo Tolstoy, What Then Must We Do I RANDOLPH ORNETTE COLEMAN AWOKE ONE NIGHT in… Continue reading The Red Balloon
"The condition of man...is a condition of war of everyone against everyone." Thomas Hobbes, Leviathan I IT WAS ELECTION DAY IN GRACELAND. I had lined up to vote in the party room on the main floor of my condo. By the time I arrived, the queue had already hit double digits. The anticipation in the… Continue reading Graceland
I While Dennis Flamingo was working, something had been growing inside him — not tumor, not fever, not any of the flamboyant afflictions that require priests, signatures, discreetly folded pamphlets, follow-up consultations, and the soft percussion of sympathy — but structure. It did not swell toward crisis. It did not inflame. It did not redden,… Continue reading The Pale Criminal
The New Poetics 