Under cloudy skies the color of her eyes, Kumru walks her 10-speed, bitches: Midwood feels like a Turkish village stocked with fanatics of various faiths. Kumru walks her 10-speed, bitches. A neighbor asked was she from Holland. Fanatics of various … [Read more...]

When they invented the car, they invented the collision.—David Wojnarowicz, Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration, p.178 Last week I had occasion to pilot an automobile for the first time since the summer of 2005. Wishing to visit a 94-year-old friend … [Read more...]

A baby cried, reminded me of death in the midst of my headache walk. Rough work to carve a self. What else was there to do? In the midst of my headache walk, the evening lamps were lit. What else was there to do? The street glowed, softly white as the … [Read more...]

I’ve got a mad passionate crush on a text: Locas: The Maggie and Hopey Stories, A Love and Rockets Book, by Jaime Hernandez (Seattle, WA: Fantagraphics Books, 2004). I’d seen occasional references to the Hernandez Brothers’ graphic narratives over the years; Junot … [Read more...]

  NY Wants Poor to Help Pay in Housing Crisis while the children suffered and died the two adults had taken heroin in a torture chamber called home lock up the monsters who did this the two adults had taken heroin while threats rattled at nuclear … [Read more...]