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What shall I say when his feet enter softly, leaving the marks of his grave on my floor?

About Me


I edited my profile at projectmyspace.com
I've been to school a whole hell of a lot, and I still haven't graduated. I enjoy being pretentious as hell, along with my status of accidental poet.

MY INTERESTS: poetry, literature, art, artists' biographies, psychology, neuroscience. Any artistic expression, which is akin to human divinity and immortality. Victoriana, silent films, gothicism, expressionism, researching manic depression, THE INNOCENTS (1961), Peter Wyngarde, Martin Stephens, THE TURN OF THE SCREW, Henry James, surrealism, children, solitude, working with the dead, Joshua John Miller, any film starring Joshua John Miller (NEAR DARK, RIVER'S EDGE, TEEN WITCH, etc.), Daphne du Maurier, Sylvia Plath, Ian McEwan, Helen Dunmore, Edward Hopper, Man Ray, Patrick McGrath, Carl Jung, Hemingway, Kristy Bowen, Bel Canto, Depeche Mode, David Gahan, Metro Station, Mason Musso, Nabokov, the life and photography of Francesca Woodman, old-school-dark-wave music, smoke, shadows, water, dust, hands, collarbones, the scent of old things, erotica, collage art, Casati, Kiki of Montparnasse, F. W. Murneau, Theda Bara, Anais Nin, Henry Miller, vintage postmortem photography, Americana, Frida Kahlo, John Wilmot, Sharon Olds, Blue October, musicals, moonlight, coffee, sugar, cigarettes, Apoptygma Berzerk, Stephan Groth, anything vintage, anything art deco, doll collecting, ballroom dancing, the 1920's, flappers, Louise Brooks, G. W. Pabst, Joyce Carol Oates, mahogany, nostalgia, kris t. kahn, Joseph Cornell, Cocteau Twins, Chandeen, Jesus & Mary Chain, Chopin (especially the Nocturnes), Bach, Beethoven, Schoenberg, Alban Berg, Clara Bow, Dali, Virginia Woolf, Gertrude Stein, Dorothy Parker, Bela Lugosi, Kevin Spacey, Gerard Butler, Joaquin Phoenix, Tina Imel, the way my daughter smells, playing Text Twist, THE CABINET OF DR. CALIGARI, PANDORA'S BOX, TITANIC, THE OTHERS, QUILLS, STAY, THE LIBERTINE, THE MACHINIST, PHANTOM OF THE OPERA, Final Fantasy, DRAKE AND JOSH (especially Josh Peck), watching SAVED BY THE BELL with my daughter, watching anime series like CHOBITS and SHUFFLE, playing my PSP, playing my Nintendo DS, James McAvoy, African-American and hip-hop culture, Katt Williams, Toni Morrison, and I'll try and keep the list accummulating.
LINKS TO MY PUBLISHED POEMS:
http://www.thepedestalmagazine.com/gallery.php?item=1729
http://www.thepedestalmagazine.com/gallery.php?item=1774
http://www.thepedestalmagazine.com/gallery.php?item=1902
http://www.lilylitreview.com/4_8scales.html
http://www.sundress.net/wickedalice/scales.html
http://blossombones.com/winter09/scales_w09.html
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.--Albert Camus
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.--Edgar Allan Poe
We fly to beauty as an asylum/From the terrors of finite nature.--Emerson, Journals, 1836
I am moved by fancies that are curled / Around these images, and cling: / The notion of some infinitely gentle / Infinitely suffering thing.--Eliot, Prelude IV

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My Blog

Adderall: A Love Story

(Just some random prose jottings I'd had stashed away which I thought I'd finally blog, since I've lost the passion for writing for a few months now, and am trying to recover it desperately once more....
Posted by on Sun, 13 Sep 2009 11:49:00 GMT

Demerol on the Moon

(This is really raw but I'm in the mood to blog something, dammit.)In the car, my mother tells a story.Once there was a boy with freckles.Everyone made fun of him because he was always late getting ho...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Jun 2009 10:07:00 GMT

Infidelity: An Erotic Poem

In this space, we needn't speak of love. Let us infect with our bodies. (You are not mine.) I eat Adderall all day like candy, its sweet blue drip at the back of my tongue. In darkened hotel ...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 02:54:00 GMT

A Pall of Organdy

     Suffice it to say, I have begun taking Adderall, which is, in my opinion, nothing less than a miracle drug for me.  But that's not the point; I will get to that later.  I finally watched 1961's T...
Posted by on Mon, 18 May 2009 21:41:00 GMT

The Vision

for Christine de PizanI imagine you in your study,tiny womb aglow with light from the oil lamp,the dog at your feet, loyal, asleep.Your white wimple framing your madonna face, noble and serene in conc...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 13:29:00 GMT

Words in a Car

We swallow the stars, drunk on touch.  Our handsare instruments of ache,delicate and precise,students blind and pale,itching to learn by tenderness, texture.  To enfold.We are everything that is heart...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 13:44:00 GMT

Briseis

BriseisHe reaches for my breasts, pendulous, heavy.I tuck them back into my blouse,the way I tuck back words into my mouth.My sadness is a surah,his eyes are villanelles.He speaks through the gold-tas...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Apr 2009 11:30:00 GMT

sixteen stone

(Thought I'd post this particularly amusingly candid piece.)sixteen stonemaybe you're sitting in open sunlightwith a photo of Francesca'swadded up in your clenched fistyou're dreaming of a downward fl...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 01:40:00 GMT

Dido

(Screwing around with another mythological / experimental piece.)Didoon the ceilingcormorant blueornamental ships swayingtracing harpsichords on your backin each others' arms we learnedthe slowness of...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Mar 2009 00:11:00 GMT

what might have happened if penelope met charlotte p. gilman

(Haven't been writing much as of late, but thought I'd post something I've been playing around with.)What Might Have Happened if Penelope Met Charlotte Perkins Gilman Let me speak of the atticand the ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Feb 2009 11:45:00 GMT