Thinking, Fast and Dirty
It’s difficult to put into words how terrible it feels to be 165 kilograms. Not because I lack specific examples, but rather because it’s a miserable existence, truly, and should be avoided, by everyone.…
upon the crest of every beat
is the gathering of what becomes
from superlative creation beneath
into shallow eternity above
It’s difficult to put into words how terrible it feels to be 165 kilograms. Not because I lack specific examples, but rather because it’s a miserable existence, truly, and should be avoided, by everyone.…
It’s difficult to put into words how terrible it feels to be 165 kilograms. Not because I lack specific examples, but rather because it’s a miserable existence, truly, and should be avoided, by everyone.…
I was buying a second coffee and the same cafe in the King Khalid International Airport in Riyadh when I realized I was rehearsing a familiar confusing transaction: I order another coffee, and after…
I had to ask my colleague if I even understood the argument correctly. Genna was angry because Geoff knew that today, she would need to take a taxi, and that the taxi app was…
Arriving in late afternoon, it was my desire to scout the central ghats before bed to orient myself. There is no such orientation in Banaras, I would soon find. The place doesn’t even have…
A musing in the sitarverse: "You do not sing the Raga; you wait for the Raga to sing through you."
inadequate to intercept future imperfect to recall past into present we suture each vision we wish to stash brandished steel puncturing time threading scenery of creature condition loop by loop, in word and rhyme each stitch evinces volition needle, needle; greasy, greasy with fingerprints of mind for sartorial artist, easy easy each apprentice mastered blind …
grace gently brushing across my greasy nose rosy cheeks so blushing tingles in the toes are these just illusions? are you true light here appearing? holograph intrusions blissful engineering hormones course bloodstreaming binging on the views hope pent up and teeming is that really you? …
hush, little tempers time to walk away ice these fiery embers there's nothing now to say harsh youngling grudges inked in doom and scrolls intrusive pokes and nudges behold the network trolls anxious youths entangled in spectacle and scene imaginations strangled compulsive dopamine …
a window jails my journeyed longing to a foggy unfocused attention within the raindrops dribbling down every wandering awaits your mention a pane in frame through which i clinch to impulse effervescing each bubble bursting your brown eyes like autumn trees undressing where dust graffitis glass and paint flakes and peels to time my blood exhausts in streams and rivers of sugar to glimpse your mind …
The clapping of approaching footsteps empties a corridor of its silence. Three raps at a large door resound throughout a commodious chamber. “Who’s it?” A sturdy voice emerges from inside. Whispers exchange outside and…
Planet Earth, Western Hemisphere – Mosquito Hawk, grown from the Atlantic coast of the territory formerly known as the United States, was executed on the 1st of April 2041 at New Appalachian Penitentiary. Hawk…
tap to pay click to borrow take today whats tomorrow
Twitching legs Failed snooze Construction drilling Sore throat Messy floor Broken tile …
am I the subject of I to which I am I belong if in no I am I intended then am I intended wrong are you the object of I to which I are you belong …
on the eve before one receives an encounter with distant kin one recollects quite precisely what one has been well …
i will believe that you are human not moth when you recite to me the cost of checking your phone …
share secret pieces of mind casked in time aging electric white and grey caged in skull and rhyme mylenated sheaths of truth and memory image, light, perception of whom we want to be hear our social being one mind casked in time rhythm of emotion shivering down the spine …