I really love blueberries. There is the crisp blue of a spring day and then there is the abysmal color of the blueberry, blue as Krishna, a blue that seems darker than black because instead of the flat lack of tone the little bit of pigment makes looking into it like the deepest part of […]
May 28, 2013
I was literally holding the fence when it happened. The woman came struggling and shrieking as a security man shoved her, scooting her resistant legs really, across the concrete floor; then he opened the gate right next to me and threw her out. The fence was in fact only a waist-high railing around the open-air […]
August 16, 2012
Something was wrong with us; that was our meeting place. It was like we both had a kind of fever. Or a bottomless hole, in the same part of our souls. Or maybe it was only that his hole fit perfectly around the edges of my fever. I don’t know. Technically I lived with Callum […]
May 23, 2012
It didn’t surprise Fox 6 when she catch up with Brother Rabbit that last time, stuck in the tar trap between a pair of fallen cypresses in the dried creek rut. She had laid the trap, so that part of it didn’t surprise her at all, not at all; but the fulfillment of this chase […]
September 19, 2010
The roses are going wild. Their blooms stick out through glittering tents. The broken greenhouse makes up one entire city block, a jagged surf of canopies ensnared with flowers and fallen glass. In a city of recognizable trifles, San Francisco’s most undiscovered landmark is locked away next to a reservoir and between two forking highways, […]
July 10, 2009
Femi Kuti cannot resist. He is chatting in his dressing room about improvements needed to African infrastructure and, in the midst of describing his awe at America’s highway system, the Nigerian Afrobeat pioneer can’t contain his bubbling over in boyish imitation of the sounds of combustion power. “You have to be envious of the highways […]
July 30, 2006
He had to cross the belly of the island, which is a lot easier than crossing it the other way—and Humph knows because he did that once. Nevertheless it was a pronounced walk. Humph felt easy about it in the way, when you confront the immense but finite, there is a kind of irrepressible satisfaction. […]
February 9, 2015
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