René Girard called it the triangulation of desire; we fantasize about other people, based on images. Fragments, glimpses from constructions. In short, we want what others want. Paige knew as well as anyone that when Maeve posts a picture of herself wearing a tight dress and making her sex face to the camera—it is not […]

[eye doctor wanted] eye doctor wanted (at last) my cock combined with four- hand Mozart sonatas. his tall Norwegian wife, caftan, in bed with us for novelistic complexity. chocolate chips, raisins, cashews, in dish daughtered up my three- o’clock disappearance. time to teach math, ninth graders— outlaw bike-ride milk- shake hill homo-reverie. forehead coign-angle legatoing […]

Clark Coolidge Our hymns scared your kid, but did You ever wonder why? I want to say It’s flowing, as I take it in, the Delicious blood of Jesus. But we’re Not sure—do you sit on that doily, or pray by it? Passion? It’s more like the batshit of the Christ. I interviewed a group […]

Another Another The goodness has collapsed and gone. It’s the same “now” for everyone. We are at onceness at oneness. We are a long march of people and resources, waves and sheep, a march of demonstratives. We eat candy and irony. Deerhunters roam the woods and bad people are in power. Good people are digging […]