by phoenix | Sep 7, 2003 | Uncategorized
I had meant to give Zack a chance to read this before making it public, but it looks like he won’t be contacting me and I don’t have e‑mail for him… whatever, I think it’s a good poem… I’ve always liked half-rhyme and assonance, and I think...
by phoenix | Sep 7, 2003 | Uncategorized
Hey all… Am at Ars Electronica Conference, having a ball. Finally had time to update journal but have back-dated it all… Those who wish to read all about it can now view: The full details of the darkwave festival with pictures The description of...
by phoenix | Sep 5, 2003 | Poetry, Uncategorized
It is only just september and already leaves turn golden, orange and fall next to green apples, tart in the ukrainian sunlight outside the window the wall of a metal train carriage white number 406354 before we slowly glide soundlessly away....
by phoenix | Sep 4, 2003 | Poetry, Uncategorized
rocking of the train lurches from kiev to bratislava, through wet forest. this journey is odyssean, unfastened. i have swallowed the world and lost sight of land. i can hardly remember where I began. this headache must be...
by phoenix | Sep 2, 2003 | Poetry, Uncategorized
i reasons to die: jewish, intellectual, queer refuses to bow to authority. whoever’s calling the shots, i’m a goner ii forget forced marches: my lame leg would get me shot within forty paces iii news from siberia: the latvians...
by phoenix | Sep 1, 2003 | Uncategorized
My cousin Difa is exactly what you’d imagine a small Jewish grandmotherly type to be. She’s half my height and round as can be. When I arrive, she has pastry ready filled with sweet cheese and apricot jam, ready to put in the oven. Her hands are covered...
