Month: February 2019

That’s how life is. A cloud the size of Düsseldorf enters the restaurant.

The library no longer uses cards at the back of books to track check-outs, or small sheets of paper with date stamps.

How nice it must be to live near the sea.

I set off in a couple directions that didn’t go anywhere. Then I had a simple idea that worked out.

After years of doing erasure poetry, I only recently discovered that you can literally erase the print from some books.

I felt like a voyeur leafing through something so personal, but in a flimsy floral notebook, Raimond had pasted poems he choose from newspapers and magazines. Some clippings were still bunched together at the back of the book.