A Fascinating Little Ailment
I sneeze whenever I glance at the sun, which I’ve always taken as proof I am a night owl.
James A. Reeves
Passage
Maps of the Arctic give me vertigo. All that blank bright land feels like leaping off a rooftop.
Radioactivity
Cut to commercial, and I hum along with a jingle for a machine that controls your brainwaves while you sleep.
Fires
The Rockies appeared through the gloom, slow beasts moving across the continent at the speed of time.
Summer of Muslimgauze
The artist’s obsession becomes the listener’s obsession.
The Comfort Lounge
It was a run-down joint where time stood still and probably slid backward.
A Matter of Degrees
Dangling Shoes
Some Americans like to tie a pair of shoes together and toss them at a power line.
The Corners of the Ceiling
“Science shouldn’t explain everything,” she told me.
Folk Religion
Maybe you’ve heard the soliloquies of sunburnt men who mutter at the traffic.
And Thank God, Soon We’ll Be Making More Night
A heat dome has settled over the Middle West, the moon was extra bright last night, and I saw a rainbow in the parking lot yesterday.
