“You have big hands, I never realized.” The better to strangle the patriarchy with, I think, not wanting to bother… Read more Big Hands, Small Heart
Month: September 2018
The Anti-Luxury Massage
She ought to have known better, really. Truly, who was she to believe that she could ever finagle genuine luxury… Read more The Anti-Luxury Massage
The Château Ho
It’s strange that after all this time, she still couldn’t make it. To the Château de Chambord. Something about its… Read more The Château Ho
La Force et Le Mat
Gesù had only been reading the tarot for about three years, and even he was amazed at how, in his… Read more La Force et Le Mat
Mastodon
Staring at the ceiling in the light of a bulb as dim as the former sparkle of my youth, I… Read more Mastodon
Contactless Payment for Contactless Bodies
In Paris, as is the case worldwide, I never have cash. People with no cash, still, somehow, manage to have… Read more Contactless Payment for Contactless Bodies
Naïveté, Like Nitrous
I cannot be that person anymore. The opportunity is lost, or maybe missed. I took a wrong turn somewhere down… Read more Naïveté, Like Nitrous
Detour
“Everyone wants to feel useful. No one really wants to be useful though. I guess that’s just one of the… Read more Detour
J. Edgar Hoover’s Last Act as Director of FBI
It is widely known yet not widely accepted that the more one tries to suppress a quality within himself, the… Read more J. Edgar Hoover’s Last Act as Director of FBI
Fleurs Jetées
There are flowers on the ground everywhere. In Paris. In all states of “aliveness,” in all colors. Kind of like… Read more Fleurs Jetées
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