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“All I know is the text”– Samuel Beckett
“A voice comes to one in the dark. Imagine. …Deviser of the voice and of its hearer and of himself. Deviser of himself for company. Leave it at that. He speaks of himself as of another. He says...
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Within / Without
“I have only to go on, as if there were something to be done, something begun, somewhere to go. It all boils down to a question of words, I must not forget this…” – Samuel Beckett, The Unnameable –...
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Haunted Man
[from a crumpled writing found under a car seat among additional trash, transposed to typing as a record of a mind’s mayhem and mistakes] “Deliver me, prays the haunted man. Therefore…” Gunnar Olsson,...
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Haunted Man: I am: the possession
“quiet field without possession” Laurie Sheck, Captivity I am an ocean of signs. Of a womby surround – undulate, viscous, discombobulate, obscure. Tremulous quarks of murky markings and inference,...
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A Letter in Employ
I am performing a task for my employer. I am writing a professional letter. I am letting you know that I labor. I am here to be useful, and used. I submit. My actions indicate that I accept...
View ArticleYou. There. You. Here.
A gold, glaring like sunlight, like foil paper, glints out of the hands, gathered to plead, like tears with their measure of salt, gleaming an eye, like the viscous reflecting residue of pleasure –...
View ArticleAlias V. Harlequin, remembers (via language)
I always wondered at my naming – “Alias V.” Not knowing where I come from, and finding all locatable Harlequins tricky and at play. “Alias Verbum” – who would name an infant that? Another name, a word....
View Article“I is Another” (or pronouns as shifters; after Jon Fosse)
Like the first, the every new dependent of change; agent of again, now this . the starting that continues into while . its struck and tumbled and keeps rumbling a murmured name . an other, again, an I,...
View ArticleThank you reader…
Again, that uncanny occurs. Someone stumbles upon some old composition or effort. Someone comments insightfully, provocatively, and I come into a new relation to what I had let into the world a decade...
View ArticleLanguage/Life
This is the same struggle – (LanguageLife) this mis-match, trans-mesh, between media (their mediums) . A woman arrived – beautiful. First thought: why isn’t language like her? no – why isn’t language...
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