lotus 1
Tag: non-fiction
sid + nancy 1
landmark 3
Mystic and Mystic alone understood the soul of the theater. It is commonly believed that people have souls, maybe animals as well, especially dogs, but places have souls as well, souls that are often richer and more varied than the soul of any single living being. Because these souls have histories that long outlive the beings that inhabit or pass through them. Only Mystic could begin to understand how, when the rest of the world had imploded so suddenly, the Landmark independent theater continued to survive.
landmark 2
Switch and Fix watched the toxic smoke curl towards them as they sat on the steps of the Landmark. Silently, Fix reached for the pack of cigarettes in his shirt pocket. Switch played with her knife, idly flicking it out and snapping it back in again.
“you know,” Switch said, looking into the smoke, not at Fix, “you’ll run out of those eventually.”
Fix shurgged
“and when I do, I’ll quit.”
“Touche,” Switch laughed.
deafening
11-03-22
You didn’t tell your therapist the full story
11-04-22
You can always cut me down with your words
There, your victory is assured
11-06-22
Last night I had a dream about you
Do you dream of me too?
Your silence is deafening
but it’s my favorite sound
women talking 2
We think of ourselves, our goals, as climbing mountains. The fallacy of this is there are always taller mountains to climb, we must always keep moving. Our progress, then, is more like the ocean, or any body of water, in its constant movement slowly but surely eroding the rock benath it, creating new shapes and softening old.
(I am allowed to talk in a pretensious way, a ‘male’ way/breifly i wonder, what will I amount to?/the anxiety overtakes me for a second)
women talking
01/25/2023
what makes something cinematic…
and here i begin to doubt my own words
they falter because i stop believing in them as i create them
what make something cinematic is the artful manipulation of coincidence. the kind that rarely happens in real life and when it does, it feels magical. you feel as though you’ve seen something you should not have. a peak behind some universal curtain
“what follows is an act of female imagination” – Women Talking
we wrest the narrative from our attackers hands
coffee
You know, I made two cups of coffee this morning and neither turned out right. They were just…bitter. And on the way to work, I went to merge lanes, and the guy, some blue fucking Nissan, he wouldn’t let me in, he fucking honked at me. So yeah, I guess I’m just bitter. I don’t even remember why. I think I just woke up that way. But like, people like coffee, even though it’s bitter. Even when it’s made right, it’s bitter. But people still like it. it’s just the way it is.
anatoly 1
She sits across from me, studying her straw as if realizing for the first time that someone has chewed on it. She looks back up at me.
“She wants to tell you something, but she can’t”
“Why not?” I ask, gritting my teeth against another cryptic answer.
“Because she doesn’t know how”
I looked down at the greasy linoleum table and shook my head. She shook her head too letting out a soft laugh.
“Why do you care so much about all this anyway?”
“Why do I care? I care because people of your same description have been popping up all over, first just the city, then the state, now the whole fucking country.”
She scoffs.
“Come on, why do you really care?”
jesse 1
He always talked with two warring tongues. He would blurt something out, and, after only a moment of silence, suddenly doubt himself, and mutter a rebuttal under his breath. It was as if two of his selves wrestled for control. We all have numerous different selves for different contexts, but he would switch between them mid sentence, leaving me disoriented and unsure of how to proceed.
Nihilistic Porcupine 