Mist / Myth

Mist / Myth

Fascinated by Eve, they pursue her. She laughs at their witlessness... and blindness. Within reach of their clutches, she morphs into a tree— Then throws mist into their eyes...
FLIGHT

FLIGHT

In the street I feel very unsafe, frightened. Killer Angels roam the streets. With me is a small boy, I am here to protect him. He says nothing, he too is scared, and huddles against me. I mean to comfort him, but I tremble. The streets are so unsafe. I...
Company Girl

Company Girl

“It’s funny, you get to some floors and its just women—” “Only women?” “You know the kind leftover from the Eighties—” “I used to wonder what happened to all those coke-head powerbabes. Do they still wear shoulder pads?” “They wear all kinds of weird shit. The kinder gentler power suits...
Glitter

Glitter

Poison The last vestiges of summer, Storm and I met for brunch and then proceeded to amble about the East Village rather aimlessly. It was pleasant and rainy. Light grey, light rain. We came across a Church on 1st Avenue. “Look!” said Storm “It’s Datura,” “It’s what?” He was pointing...
Brightness Falls Part II: Leviathan

Brightness Falls Part II: Leviathan

And then, rather unexpectedly, an asteroid collides into the planet Earth, rocking her to her very foundations; causing her to alter her orbit and leaving her offspring; those giant beasts that roam her wide rolling plains, vulnerable.
Instantanés #5: Dumbo Early in the Morning Best Sums Up the Unconscious

Instantanés #5: Dumbo Early in the Morning Best Sums Up the Unconscious

Ode to Jacques Lacan: contemplating the emptied out cobblestone streets, outsize graffiti monuments, barbed wire fences...
Hansel & Gretel: Domestic Scenes (from Grimm's Weimar Republic)

Hansel & Gretel: Domestic Scenes (from Grimm’s Weimar Republic)

...t there is a loud banging from the furnace oven and the entire space turns fiery orange with heat. HANSEL crawls under the table, GRETEL strikes a defiant fashion pose.
Flash Flood Warning

Flash Flood Warning

...the taste of insecurity; metallic trace of anger forming in my blood; jealousy in mineral compounds, the acrid by-products of lust. Your exasperation.
THE MEMOREXE

THE MEMOREXE

“The world as we see it is passing…” Ines 12:45 p.m., Tuesday Ines sits on her desk, lavishly sexy, trying to seduce me into writing this article. There is really no point to this— I’m grateful enough to have made it past the reception at Quasar, I need the work...
ISHTAROTH

ISHTAROTH

A friend was having his birthday dinner at a tapas bar in Soho. I arrived horrifically late— they were at the coffee and dessert stage when I came in. It was my misfortune to be seated directly opposite Paul and Natasha. I had just passed a whole row of posters...
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The Witchfield

The Witchfield

Diary entry: June 23.  We arrived in Ekuete Djeri today. I rode alone with my mom’s driver, Rafir. Just as well, I was feeling kind of irritable. I don’t enjoy being forced to come here like this. It was an extremely exhausting three-hour ride into the hinterland. It makes you wonder how the British explorers...
Gila Mudman Walkabout (from echo::system)

Gila Mudman Walkabout (from echo::system)

gambling diamonds In desperate need of turning around...
MACHINE FRAGMENTS: ARE YOU CURIOUS?

MACHINE FRAGMENTS: ARE YOU CURIOUS?

Excerpted from ‘Machine Fragments’ Featuring: Simone White Jay Ward  
MACHINE FRAGMENTS: TEA GARDEN

MACHINE FRAGMENTS: TEA GARDEN

Excerpted from ‘Machine Fragments’ Machine Fragments Perhaps the question, “Can Machines Think?” should be re-articulated as “Is the Machine different from you or I?” Why is there a perceptive gap between our tools and ourselves? Do they also not constitute consciousness and by extension, the body? The cultural schisms that generate this differentiation between “man”...
Orphic Mysteries in Five Minutes or Less

Orphic Mysteries in Five Minutes or Less

Commissioned by David Thomson  for  his piece, “1959” performed at St. Mark’s (NYC) in 2010.   “For you are not stars, sky-set in the shape of a lyre, but the dust of those who have been dismembered by the Furies” Please turn to page 59 of your Hymnal: The Parable of the Sea Turtle The...
LOVEMAD: M BUTTERFLY >>

LOVEMAD: M BUTTERFLY >>

M Butterfly from my sound work “Lovemad”: An excerpt from lovemad>> In Central Park, a live broadcast performance of Puccini’s Madam Butterfly is about to commence, but first we must deal with the radio DJ and his peculiar brand of sunstroke. Inspired by equal parts fascination with sacred erotic texts, neurological disorders and Hitchcock-ian suspense,...
OPEN SEASON

OPEN SEASON

Promo trailers I created for FZ at the beginning of 2012:
THIS AMERICAN DREAMTIME IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY  FLKR(TM)

THIS AMERICAN DREAMTIME IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY FLKR(TM)

Originally published in TRUCE issue V I. —Have you done this before? —You keep asking. What’s it to you? —Just doing my job. —Whatever. —So you know this can last up to 16 hours. And it can go horribly, painfully wrong… —Will you stop! What do we have here? He spreads out an array of...