The Cult of Freedom
A border isn’t a metaphor. Running away from my loneliness in LA, I make a series of dental appointments with…
Features
Alarm!
So there is this big house and it is night and all the people in it are all totally drunk…
Make-Up
James Very distinctly, I remember examining his gait, and the way he walked out of the studios out into the…
Dust Corps
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February
I am at the entrance to a famous Milanese club, Plastic. Along with Jacopo, I organize a party night here…
Hinterland Art
Last Autumn, I visited a group of postgraduate students in Nida, a beach resort on the Lithuanian side of the…
A Brief Disturbance
Wanting very much, in ways that seemed simple to her, to be liked, or loved, Bella clung to a certain…
U in a movie called "La Notte"
Milan a city U’ve never been to before. So U can admire the scape without getting caught up in referencing…
Katie
Katie’s Room You’ve assumed the figure of an actress, a player, twice, but also maybe, as a figure of speech,…
Flugtraum
6000 meters. I write in haste, in near darkness. Only the crew of indigenous islanders manning the trawler I’ve hired…
Desperate Things
What does a thing know of its own production? The language here isn’t mine, but rather comes from the title…
No Real Corpse
Dear Frances, There’s been a great bondage that you’ve always known. Once we shared asthmatic anguish, heaving spheres of cultural…
New Sincerity
I had hoped to talk to you as if to my dearest friend since my words are limited and there…
Snowblind
Porzia Duo went on living. He had to keep his distance from the people who brushed past him by expanding…
A Letter to Mr. Jing
Dear Mr. Jing, Greetings! It is only now that I have made the decision to follow you — to monitor…
No, cup
Get the family out forever, out from around the table. Now, at breakfast, the most important objects on the table…