The map seemed too real to be real. Its yellowed pages, faded inks, and bloodstains—oh is that what it is? The creases, wrinkles, bullet holes seemed contrived. I turned it in my fingers, felt its...

He took the prose comb home from the stylist; some keyboardist or another would be struck with an intellectual brick wall. The prose comb glittered with promise, not unlike a lamp nestling a genie next...

Because it is never how it really happens. "Because it is never how it really happens," this I have to say out aloud, okay?

At 6:28 the thought occurrs to me to write something about nothing. By the light of my laptop screen I see: a notebook with various addresses, a pen uncapped; a book of prose poems by someone I thought...

What is this F*ckitlollerchompitolistomy? cried Z as firmbligs queaned above, draping weird colurscants on all skins.

Ignorance is bliss. Lovecraft once said :"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents." I was never great at putting together the...

The wino rose, signaled for another drink, and said, "I'm sick to my stomach of this country." "Answer your phone already," said another patron. "Are you gonna answer that thing?" said a third. "Go on,...

The enlightened day has become a dim bulb, guttering. You conserve your sneeze for dustier days, but can't help yourself. The birdsong outside is an echo of a dream's dream within nightmares of...

La madrugada tiene el encanto de la luz clara, el aire limpio y fresco, mi amado silencio, el canto de los pájaros, la tranquilidad sin distracciones, la lucidez recuperada después del sueño, el...

La vida es aquello que te va sucediendo mientras te empeñas enhacer otros planes. John Lennon (1940-1980) Cantante y compositor británico