I am 31 and fully dead. Lloyd Cole says the first song he ever wrote about being middle-aged was Hey Rusty. Anybody listening to his 1987 album 'Mainstream' can tell he's having a bit of an identity crisis: songs like Sean Penn Blues and My Bag are sharp satires of a world Cole doesn't seem... Continue Reading →
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 3
An American Story.
Fantôme – Chapter 9, Part 7
In which quiet Raoul finds himself the beau of the ball.
Monterey Bay Aquarium / Miami
A poem about commuting.
Ludgate Hill
A poem about commuting.
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 2
An American Story.
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 1
An American Story.
Fantôme – Chapter 9, Part 6
In which we anticipate more parties, and the proper preparations must be made.
Fantôme – Chapter 9, Part 5
In which a drunken Raoul sees a vision of his heart's desire in the night.
Fantôme – Chapter 9, Part 4
In the shadows of the opera, an astrakhan cap. A fluttering cape. The shiver of the shoulders as a cold porcelain mask touches cheek and nose and forehead. Dark eyes, full of sorrow, gaze deep into a mirror. Then music starts to play, perhaps from nowhere: a single piano key is pressed repeatedly, the note... Continue Reading →
Late Romantic 