Chad, You say you don’t want to talk to me, so I will write. I hope you are well, first off. You, and Klara, and the dog (is he still alive?) The last time I heard, you were off watching Stars of This Beauteous Sky at the cinemas. The day after, you had a root-canal, […]
This Letter Written On A Typewriter
Written one night. Posted unfiltered. Dearest Frederick Leopold Antonio Vespasian Gilbert Vanderbeak, This letter is concerning two things. Let me begin with the first.The pen I used to write the majority of the first sentence (in my first draft of this letter, that is) is not a pen. You gave it to me for Jacob’s […]
In the Nadelberg Bookshop with Tea
The scent of newly-bound tomes in an undisclosed bookshop brings about a sense of belonging, yet also compulsive mystery. Bookshops are places you go as dusk descends, when you’ve lost your way in the Roman-made streets, and stumble upon them by coincidence, or fate. Bookshops are places you go to listen to music as it […]
No-Makeup Makeup Images
“ Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life .” Pablo Picasso What on earth does “No-Makeup Makeup Images” mean? You ask incredulously. To Explain… No-Makeup Makeup: First off, this title sounds…contradictory to say the least. In short, No-Makeup Makeup is a style of emphasizing your natural graces by using the perfect […]
Upside Down 5/9/20, by Emma M My sister swings upside downOn the monkey bars.After a while, she gets off.“I like being upside down,”She says. “I notice thingsI don’t notice when I’mRight side up.” I think,Perhaps that’s whatWe all need to do-Swing upside downFor just a minuteTo see the world differently-Maybe then we’d realizeHow upside downOur […]
As-Tu Comprends La Nuit?
Think of this as a forbidden painting, hidden away.Think of this as something that makes its way through your head like California tumble-weed.Think of this as dream fabric. If you look up into the expanse at 11:57, you will see darkness.If you look harder, you will see an airliner scratch its way through the stratosphere.If […]
Interrobangs & Anti-Prose
Have a seat on the high-back armchair, pull up your knees, and uncap a can of San Pellegrino . Wait till it fizzles. Now let’s begin. “Interrobang,” What a curious word, you think: exhilarating on the tongue, a tinge of aurora borealis, nostalgic of building sandcastles. Allow me to enlighten you. This remarkable word is […]
Typewriter in the Dark
If We Belonged to the Religion of Jane
~Not A Novel~ 1 We stand in the Brocklehurst Field that day because the children here must be neither seen nor heard. When this happens on Mondays at 8:17 AM, they are lackadaisical and I observe from the trees.It is here that I find that the way to differentiate languages is by the word butterfly, […]