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Alias (outside) – more from the notebooks
Alias “boyfriend,” alias “daddy,” alias “instructor,” alias “friend.” Alias “person.” Alias “student,” alias “son;” alias “scholar,” alias “man.” Alias “Alias.” Always additional roles (or...
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Laramie & Alias Conjure in the Woods
Laramie and Alias followed the tree-lined road into the woods ostensibly seeking a lost calf trapped at the stream. Lost and trapped. Deciduous acres. They shuffled the gravel in silence, …...
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Laramie begs “OFF,” or, what happens is parting
What happens is parting… The incommensurable does not lie outside of language. It is language. – Werner Hamacher, Minima Philologica – “Off” bothered Alias. It aggravates Alias that Laramie only …...
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Alias Alone
“it was neither the cradle nor the grave of anything whatever. Or rather it resembled so many other cradles, so many other graves, that I’m lost.” –Samuel Beckett- The silence. The separation. The...
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Interconnection and Autonomy
a personal note I have long disliked and had an intense aversion to telephone calls. Like televisions transmitting in shared or public spaces, they present inescapable interruption and intrusion. One...
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Homo Scribus Attonbitus
a text from the archives…ready again, relevant, near… Homo Scribus Attonbitus (2012?)Filed under: creative writing, Experimenctes, fiction, identity, Language, Literary References, meaning,...
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Parataxis / Parallaxis
parataxis, n. The placing of propositions or clauses one after another, without indicating by connecting words the relation (of coordination or subordination) between them, as in Tell me, how are you?....
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Without Criteria: Laramie
Laramie shoots and kills. Laramie loves and captures. Catches and release. Riding along the ridge, singing, swearing, singing. This journey’s a long time coming. The need to get away. For autonomy....
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A Far Story – Samuel Beckett
I wait for me afar for my story to begin, to end, and again this voice cannot be mine. That’s where I’d go, if I could go, that’s who I’d be, if I could be. – Samuel Beckett Nos. 3 & 4, Texts for...
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Alias Ouroboros; or, Alias and [the Philosophy of] the Process of Elimination
Looks, stares, gazes. Alias, alone (with ants). In bathroom. Facing mirror. Is reminded (from whence and where?) “My way of not being the same is, by definition, the most singular part of what I...
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Let Me Get This Out of Your Way
Intriguing stumble-upon. Clearing an old flash drive for my daughter I ran across this – texts from my first and only public reading – featuring art by George Ferrandi and Laura Barbuto, which...
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Not-Belonging, Chapters
I feel somewhat apologetic, but here is one more selection from my archives. Another that when I re-read I am unable to see how I might do better, or how I ever got it done at all, yet all my work...
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The Want for a Story : Texts for Nothing
The want for a story. For a ‘reason’ to be. A far place, an illusion, the stomach knows its illegitimacy, its fantasy, irreality…yet the brain (mind?) dying toward, for, craving, starving after it. A...
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On Being Other
On Being Other (after Heidegger, on Holderlin) Broken off from origin: gods, family, homeland. Early switched direction – turning back, against, since. No belonging. No church, no community of...
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We are. Are we not.
Beginning this way, I have jettisoned my goal. No one is able to say precisely when it will rain, until it is raining. Not this one. Nor… At times it is raining. When will I be here? Or, better,...
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Recycling…in retrospect
Two variations of older, longer works…trying to remember possibilities… Words Gestures Order Words & Gestures Filed under: creative writing, Experimenctes, fiction, fragments, identity, Language,...
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Free to Write
With the freedom and challenge of writing nothing, with nothing to write. An assemblage without shape, a conditioned concoction…constrained by language, by individuality, by knowledge and finitude....
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Writing Ontologically? – the shit thickens
“It is the slowness of the art of writing, in its mechanical execution, that for years now has at times repelled and discouraged me: the wasted time of a writer throwing words on the page.“ Julien...
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Writing Presence
“The experimental dimension is precisely where thinking at its limit takes place, where the singularity of a given thought is being shaped…” – Michel de Beistegui – “the present is as long as a walk...
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Out of the Woods
“Why did you come out of your place in the woods?” I was asked. “I guess so,” I replied. So what? This I find I cannot answer. It is irrational. Perhaps to stir and sense? Dis- or un-cover?...
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