detroit nickel bag

Sometimes the good shit rolls right on by. Streaming ticker tape and all manner of sweet things stashed in the glove compartment. You don’t catch up with it until much later. When it’s burned out. Jacked up on bricks in a vacant lot; nose down in a ditch with its hood popped open and theContinue reading “detroit nickel bag”

step we gaily…

francis bacon and our william delight in a public display of their new found sobriety.photograph by john minihan, london, 1989. “Interlude: conversations at Hotel Rif and ‘Prelude #2′ from six preludes for piano, performed by Bennett Lerner. Curated by Claudia Gould and Stephen Frailey.“Sadly missing, are the sounds of seagulls outside my window as IContinue reading “step we gaily…”

angels’ wings are icing over

“‘Cause he’s always living back in Dixon – circa 1949 – And we’re all sitting at the fountain, at the five and dime. ‘Cause he’s living in some B-movie The lines they are so clearly drawn. In black and white life is so easy And we’re all coming along on this one. ‘Cause he’s onContinue reading “angels’ wings are icing over”