Crazy people where I live |
This afternoon I rode the bus with the schizophrenic black youth who used to preach in my neighborhood. He has since added "homeless" and "bitter" to his long list of adjectives. I was only lying ...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Aug 2009 02:09:00 GMT |
To be a kind of nothing / On the dubious consolations of Sir Thomas Browne |
[Note: the curiously inconstant spelling, grammar, and Christianity in the following passages result from their having been written in England during the 1600s, by the genius aforementioned. Accordin...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jun 2009 21:31:00 GMT |
Lilies and bees |
My friend at the eye bank and I were fiercely in love for a little while. To put it lightly: it never really came off, but we're better now. Now our love is limbless and floats among our other one...
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 18:24:00 GMT |
pomes pennyeach |
Tarry here a while longer, O Lord!This is an almost flawless naturescene, the details of which I won'tbore you with. Many requirementsare here: trees, grass-coloredgrass, and every bloom hasdone so i...
Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 20:47:00 GMT |
Amateurs |
The end of my former way of life resulted in the devil's mask having been placed on me yet again. This is on the verge of becoming a regular phenomenon--the hands change, the act not so much. The ...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 20:16:00 GMT |
Paralysis, Degrees of |
The last time Daniel and I were out we were told of a musician who lost the use of his left arm for a year and a half. The doctors had no explanation to offer, his burgeoning career passed roughly ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 16:45:00 GMT |
And the places on her body have no names/And the people who lived there didn't know |
DwellingAs though touching hermight make him known to himself,as though his hand movingover her body might find whohe is, as he lay inside her, a countryhis hand's traveling uncovered,as though such a...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 22:01:00 GMT |
Bayesian filter experiment |
"They are little people. Strange little people who cannot talk."... --> .r{} p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 11:13:00 GMT |
The Sword of Damocles, or: The Art of Selfishness |
A sample message, typical of those I send to friends and/or loved ones after having jerked them around for ever-so-slightly longer than my conscience will allow: Originally (Sunday) I was going t...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 03:19:00 GMT |
Quotation |
From "Daumier," by Donald Barthelme:"This is not the worst time for doing what you are doing, and you are therefore pleased with yourself--not wildly, but a little. There are several pitfalls yo...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 14:17:00 GMT |
