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From the Book of Wisdom Scorn diamonds, and neither covet gold. Care not for youth or the lifted plinth. Suckle not at the mouths of flatterers. Turn your back on the cheek-busker and the feathery touch. Light yourself, instead, like a wick. Keep to the outpost, to the tiny island. Press your lips to the deep well of the bite. Draw off darkness as you listen for the lone bird, […]

If they gave a Nobel Prize for obscene wealth combined with a reckless flair this man would be on the short list but I can’t complain, after all he hired me to build a cabinet with, ahem, discretion, if you catch my drift, and to build it in a certain style, how shall I say, a certain je ne sais quoi of bullshit that appeals to men who have a […]

Within this unknown town teems hermetic people. They wander in robes as hooded figures, streaming to the bottom of the hill, as the midnight bell knells. On the hilltop, John the Baptist stands silently surveying the dense crowd of believers below, then takes notice of the horizon beyond. So begins the wry smile as clouds form above. Soft rain begins, gentle and soothing. What follows; thunder, lightning, and impenetrable rain. […]

We can be blind for some things. I remember midnight porch swings, inking our eyes closed, listening to the pitch of our firefly secrets in this seedtime, scattering cautions, caffeine in our teeth, awake among the moonbeams. Not in the light of day when pedestrians clutch building facades, tired of pretending safety on a sidewalk, when bodies wearing motor oil stain a city street. Why must we continue in this […]