June 29, 2017 Dear Dominique, It’s been seven years. Thank you for hiring us. I wanted to say thank you for giving me a job in my mid-to-late twenties that allowed me to make some quick cash to spend at that shit bar down the road from the restaurant. I learned a lot from … Continue reading Dead Fish Eyes
“Who are you when you write?” This week I have a special guest writer Arthur Verlaine. Arthur lives in Saint-Denis and operates a stand near Notre Dame where he sells souvenirs from Paris. In his free time, he writes and plays bass in a jazz band. The State of Consciousness I cannot reach you I … Continue reading The State of Consciousness in Saint-Denis
“Infected as younger writers are today by the current passion for caution in everything.” “A certain ruthlessness and a sense of alienation from society is as essential to creative writing as it is to armed robbery.” I had come from a meeting of science in Mainz. I sped through green terrain similar to my homeland … Continue reading Berlin- Neukölln
Tell me a tale oh tail some-thing to those hot beads of brass some thing dripping down a Swede sways floored eyes of sunshine not aware stars were arranged in this style. Tamborine alto sax Sax of the Universe tambourine- trumpet cries cries cries to my sliding trombone when Trump-ets up it sends the whole world down … Continue reading Preservation Love: An Ode to NOLA
