26.1: WHITE HOMES
Sarah Manguso: Hell
The second-hardest thing I have to do is not be longing's slave.Hell is that. Hell is that, others, having a job, and not having a job. Hell is thinking continually of those who were truly great. Hell is the moment …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffSarah Manguso: Address to Winnie in Paris
Winnie, I am writing this on behalf of my friend Harris. He loves you and wants you to love him. I have never been to Paris, but I have heard that it is a good place to be in love …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffRichard Greenfield: THE SESSION
began with paper arguments, wipe-away lines crossed at the cardinal x of the low table, the surface the oily luster that absorbed the cotton-colored catalog light, began, actually then, with symmetry; the ragged tour entered a hall of empty pedestals, …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffRichard Greenfield: RE ZONE
Self-hatred coils eventually upon itself- the warning rattle is without context, separated from the dead snake in the path now gone, the rattle snapped off and slid into my pocket, inutile to the fang; two years living on a road …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffRobert Gibbons: Goat & Camel
We'd had lunch already, but I wanted to see what goat meat looked like, so we stopped in next door to the Somali place on St. John Street, where the old butcher obliged. It's bright red, & sinewy. I asked …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffRobert Gibbons: The Dahlias
My reluctance to choose York Street didn't last long, at first simply finding myself there, then deliberately heading up or down, what with the light slanting just right, it must have originally been a ridge above the harbor. Then, the …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffRobert Gibbons: Woman Married to the Sun & Wind
Though it reeks of it in that grand sequence of prose poems, Paris Spleen, Baudelaire uses the word prostitution only three times. He seems to equate the phenomena with generosity of spirit, a creative sharing of the self with the …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffJoshua Clover: Contempt
This illuminated surface of events, this present tense, this staring at screens that we've been doing to escape the flatness of these deadpan days. This calling movies dreams, this calling memories Rome. The colors in Contempt, are they of the …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffJoshua Clover: Whiteread Walk (2)
Monumental the lacunae between illbiquitous promenaders down to the Square past the Open 24 Hours as social forms of grieving we are prohibited this is the remix the new glitch has been recalled melancholy of luscious Pictober the fall of …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffJoshua Clover: Whiteread Walk (1)
Vertigo Europa austere museum sex hotel record shop Odeon neon breath isolations in the vale of lang climbing the Whispering Gallery doing the Strand glad girls paper wedding painted retina crosses a small continent between two bars colored rays of …
Posted in 26.1: WHITE HOMES Comments OffErin M. Bertram: Selections from The Urge To Believe Is Stronger Than Belief Itself
Note: Cancer is not invasive like a virus or bacteria, an injury or trauma. Cancer is a disease of the self. The body's own cells assume a guise & stage a quiet coup. Breast cells, on average, take 100 days …
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