“And if the angel says: Do you know life? / Then I must say: Life devours.” —Rainer Maria Rilke
Don’t wake the monster just yet / Let me fly for a moment and trace your horizon lips. Continue reading “Side Wound Summer”
Manifesto of a Dying Romantic
Turning and turning in the widening gyre / the man-at-arms now hears the Minotaur. Continue reading “Manifesto of a Dying Romantic”
A Poem for the Hills and You
Bend beside me love; stretch your hand across the dirt. If you wiggle your fingers right you can feel the screams of this ancient earth Continue reading “A Poem for the Hills and You”
The Devils on My Shoulder, the Angels at My Back
A brief vignette born of my private and daily existence. Continue reading “The Devils on My Shoulder, the Angels at My Back”
The Heart is Wrapped in Scarlet Thread
“He said to me, ‘recall me if thou canst; Thyself wast made before I was unmade.’”
—Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy: Inferno Continue reading “The Heart is Wrapped in Scarlet Thread”
Death and Mythology in New York City
The awful daring of a moment’s surrender.[1]
O God turn me into a flower.[2] Continue reading “Death and Mythology in New York City”
The Mind is a Museum
~ by which it curates its own madness Continue reading “The Mind is a Museum”
A Few New Stitches in the Body
“Yes, the waiting is delicious; getting drunk while waiting is delicious (I am, as always in writing, at once the scientist and the rat he disembowels for research).”
–Hervé Guibert Continue reading “A Few New Stitches in the Body”
The Dream house Revisited
“Ma maison cachait un secret au fond de son coeur…” Continue reading “The Dream house Revisited”
Seasons of Persephone
A Short Story
Inspired by the goddess of springtime. Dedicated to the women whose art so continuously inspires me to reach beyond myself. Continue reading “Seasons of Persephone”
a literary labyrinth 