cult

Sep
13
missing

missing

“You’ve been missing for days,” Lil Mountain said when he opened the door and saw me there. “Nah, dude I’ve been right under your sniffly red nose the whole time.”
4 min read
Sep
02
summer's not done (when u need someone)

summer's not done (when u need someone)

I started to lose my resolve, wondering if it was enough to just surf across the surface of things. “I’m a part of something that’s changing the world,” I told myself, but it was hard to believe. A crack of doubt had opened to let the evil in.
4 min read
Aug
02
shadow of a doubt

shadow of a doubt

This newsletter’s like an inverted chain letter: the shorter its reach the better. Out of all the people who read it only a chosen few really get the secret instructions and are sufficiently empowered to carry them out. Are you one of them? Am I?
12 min read
Jul
13
New Angel

New Angel

If only I was like Odious and had you to help me! I could type out the transmission from your satellite heart, my love played back to me, alien and strange like my voice on a cassette; I’d type as fast as I could to transcribe the dark feedback loop between us.
9 min read
Jun
30
white shirts

white shirts

Jesse James (who now goes by the name Lil Mountain) showed up on my windowsill, skinny and inspired and wearing an ET mask as he busted the whole scope of the thing even wider, so that now I don’t know who is on what side, and if there are even sides at all.
7 min read
May
02
void jazz

void jazz

I slept uneasily inside a vaulted void and dreamt, not for the first time, that Heir Max was beside me in the bed. That was it, there was nothing else to it, just the thrilling and terrifying feeling of his (its?) invisible presence close enough to hear my thoughts.
10 min read
Mar
25
Postworld

Postworld

“It’s ok to try harder." I asked the other Babies if they agreed with what Em said and they said of course. That was the main message–to try. Ever since last summer when everything shifted. And that was the first I heard of Postworld.
12 min read
Mar
13
greek chorus

greek chorus

Lately I’ve been waking up feeling fortunate–joyful even–despite all the horror and darkness in the world. If not me, then who? I can’t make any sort of difference if I go down with the ship. And everything I’m doing now is about making a difference.
10 min read
Feb
24
coconut latte

coconut latte

“Beamed or banned, banned or beamed? Boiled and swollen or foiled and creamed?”, the Babies chanted. “Same difference,” I whispered
8 min read
Feb
16
variant

variant

I’d stay dis-ease free...I stared into space listening to synth alpha waves on my headphones as I mutated into a newer and possibly scarier variant of myself.
7 min read