The most surprising aspect of the American election cycle of 2016 – what with its warped figures, comic inadequacies, barefaced injustices, troubling ethics of oligarchic continuity, stunning effacement of accountability, and smarmy patronizing of the American public with tired platitudes and memes – is that anyone is surprised. American politics has never been about its …Continue Reading >>>

Yesterday, Ej, my wife, Alethea my daughter and I visited the Luray Caverns here in Virginia – a rolling, geologic orchestra of drip-dropping water, fluid limestone, perverse shapes, eroding layers, haunting pillars, frozen draperies, patient deposits and magical sonorous chambers. I recall thinking to myself, this is what it means to be inside a stone’s …Continue Reading >>>

In a world where distance evokes authority and sanity, where seclusion whispers prestige, where scarcity suggests luxury and exclusivity, where exteriority means truth, and where privacy is the hallmark of an irreducible ego, intimacy – our carnal entanglement with all things – is the unforgivable sin. The seditious intrusion. That’s why I think that nothing …Continue Reading >>>

The slime trail of a slug is the short arc of justice.

Underneath today’s blackened skies, we are bleeding, but this bleeding isn’t the kind of wound that desires to be cured, bandaged or sanitized away into oblivion. This bleeding is a sign of gushing fertility. It is a ‘menstrual wound’ – without a ‘solution’; and it is a message to slow down, to enter into the …Continue Reading >>>