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Bev Braune: Concentrate on the utensils' constructions
It is not uncommon to accept dinner invitations here. An evening with a Chinese ambassador, a Chef and a Snake Charmer is unexpected. The dates are closely timed. Each man wants me for himself. A tour bus arrives to cheer …
Nancy Anne Miller: Wikipedia
What is this on Wikipedia's web? The delicate feelers of a roach caught behind the screen? What exactly is it? A piece of a nun's habit, a headdress she forgot to put on? What? The wing of an insect torn …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments OffS. K. Kelen: A City
Children's laughter and their mothers' gossip was returning to the market place after years of random kidnappings, suicide bombings and sniper attacks but caveman needs evolved into beliefs too powerful to remain at peace: an invisible guide born in a …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments Offrob walker: at the experimental art foundation
first rain in months what little hair i have plastered on my scalp as i cross the wet city to leave some copies of micromacro at the dark horsey growing from the grating framed in red brick and aluminium is …
Sarah Jane Barnett: Aerodynamics of Bees
At first it looks like a dance, the two of us bombus, a swarm delirious with body heat. In the bedroom we are hidden from the city – an emerald set into the harbour, a flawed, crystalline knuckle duster. It's …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments OffJoanne Johns: A Bookish City
Within the borders of the city front, back and spine, I walks. Wandering along streets lined with Century Schoolbook, flanked by commuters in black tie. At the office, a newborn celebutante wails and cries repeatedly, testing modern lungs. I immediately …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments OffCameron Brockmann: No One Wants to Fly to Brussels on a Saturday
Here we are again. Alone in the stale air of the airport terminal we passed each other a collection of blank glances. Up here anything seems possible. 'Do you have any hobbies?' 'Anchovies,' she replied.
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments OffCameron Brockmann: Dacia Express
23:25 The city as we passed through it was heavy with the vibration of tears. A trembling wasteland of ashes dancing Curved blade of the river cleaving through the middle. Melancholy rising from the bullet holes where the streets coiled …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments Offaccretion to smuggle
(The Everyday English Dictionary) secret: I have stolen things – bricks an old mortarboard handfuls of cement dust smuggled in my pockets city: everyone and their cats and dogs the press of legs accretions of noise dirt smog …
Margaret Owen Ruckert: is there more to worry than lunch?
well before advertising shouted fresh a woman down Hunter St decorates her window as purveyor of edibles, proprietress of freshness she has no telephone to ring for supplies food webs of people seek her out carting fuel on foot, she's …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments OffMargaret Owen Ruckert: The Lunchbox Review
The Lunchbox is a convenient take-away food shop in Hunter Street, Sydney, next door to the Tobacconist and a few shops down from the well-known Golf Shop. The proprietress, Mrs Beatrice B. prides herself on providing fresh food daily. Sandwiches …
Posted in 28.0: SECRET CITIES Comments OffElizabeth Kate Switaj: \Bushwick\
Midnight Market: whole damn city & you pick yourselves over not saying you don't waste Goddamn you waste whatever you can peanuts in shells on Circus bar floor to real bamboo toothpicks holding olive over thimble ful of martini in …
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