On the Margin of Our Graspable Self: Epigrams and Aphorisms

It is possible, that the gust of a new life bursts into your zone of the expected, thus tearing all of your fragmentary accomplishments to bits.
At home, too long, with words and words, piling up like some kind of garbage heap – yet, you throw yourself all too willingly into the heap, hoping to [...]

Mumei Yume (Jeff Jefferson)

The following piece was crafted and executed by Jeff Jefferson. He is our first “guest blogger.” Please welcome him to the stage.
The title of the piece is Japanese, but you’re not likely to hear it in conversation. No one speaks of unnameable dreams these days. Special Dental Team wrote a song about it and [...]

Encroach (1-3)

1.
Stagger, sway only into the last haul.
Jagged feet of my own that realize
such a haunting dread of displacement.
The self subsumed by currents, by the Bleak.
A path through the dense green thickness
and now an opening with branches like tendrils
tendons tickling scraping the face gently.
This, the first limping leg of the journey.
2.
And then, a gap, the [...]

A Wind-Whipped Umbrella (2 Eyeslit Tankas)

Dripping shards of grass
The obfuscated sun-slime
of a bleak current
Encircle toward the Vague
If only to sink within
The shivering self
and a wind-whipped umbrella
I stumbled at last
Not so luminous under
a silk quilt epiphany

The Asphyxia of Becoming: Cioran watches “The Brown Bunny”

Let us commit the crime of dissection. We shall proceed to cut a Cioranian fragment open, exposing the innards and watching them ripen. The theme: time, the frame: “The Brown Bunny”.
“I accumulate the past, constantly making out of it and casting into it the present, without giving it a chance to exhaust its own [...]