A City with No Name
When I came to see my friend in Redeemerthe patients called me by my occupation: Visitor. Visitor, will you hang your coat on this high hook?Visitor, would you like to…
Astronomical Winter
It has come to my attention that the heart-shaped rocksare missing. The ones I remembered them by—those who have gone before. Gone before meaning to some other place I have…
Being and Time
Gerunds only pretend to stillness. But let the callersay green light and turn her back, even for a second: the statues will advance on her. You can’t undoongoingness. That’s how…
Dear A.I.,
I want you to bend and count to ten for me.One Mississippi, two Mississippi, can you do that for me?A few deep breaths? That’s it. Say Aah—open wide?I know, just…
Nabokov
Letting his picture look straight into meI answer to this Russian English blokeconfused and hounded by a historyhorrifically interesting. Joke however much you want. We know his taleand his nonsense…