Memories of the Decadence
During the Decadence we gave up sexual intercourse, substituting for it various kinds of fetishism. We refined our tastes, narrowing their range and fantastically increasing their complexity. Certain people… More
A Collaborator in Kashmir
After flights from Delhi to Jammu and then on to Srinagar, I rode north in a taxi to Sopore, closer to the Pakistan border. I’d come to Kashmir to meet… More
Being Saïd
On a stage in New York, a Director, an Actor, and an Actress are struggling to finish a play written by Saïd Sayrafiezadeh.Director: (Addressing the audience.) Ladies and gentlemen,… More
Stars are shredding machines and From my mother’s sleep
I talk to who I want. Guten Tag Herr Gutenberg. The invention of movable type was inspired by his close observation of clouds, how when you look away they rearrange themselves in… More
Seven Small Apocalypses
Night and DayI drive by a motel when I need anything from the other side of town. Town’s built like an hourglass, and there’s a big lit sun shining… More
Rosie’s Bridegroom
The wedding guests look upon the cracked, pink lips of Rosie’s bridegroom. They look at Rosie’s own lips, which owe their reddish pinkness to artifice, they think, and not… More
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