Category Archives: Cinema

Under Pressure

As the steps narrowed toward a terrible totemic infinity she realized that foreboding hailed from a gothic lineage backlit by a fathomless source.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Turn Signal

The hidden symmetry in going is that its patterns don’t reveal themselves until hindsight fans out  and clarifies the marvels of letting and perspective.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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A Question of Who

It was only now, after the split had occurred, that his exact words returned to the surface— I am in love with the aesthetics of your sorrow— and this makes you wonder how much of you he saw, how much … Continue reading

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Cloak and Dagger

Some shadows become women when no one is looking. Consider it the residual alchemy of fallout and mortal longing.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Among the Missing

Bare white knuckles grazed her night-bitten lobe as she turned up her collar to the cold and was seized with a  grave sense of how lonely she had been and how much further she had to go to grieve the … Continue reading

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Still of the Night

It is like having a piece of hard existential candy lodged in your larynx while all around you voices demand the strictest means of geometry by which to constellate your semblance.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Breathing Lessons

Goggles refract light was the first lesson she learned. How to breathe underwater with no apparatus was the second which enabled a lucid surrogate life below the surface.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Wisp

She believed there was a place for her,  a venerated quarry, or wedge of corner, somewhere that wouldn’t be overlooked by the gossamer sentience of light falling.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Holy Night

It began, innocently, with the allure of velvet-dark and musky incense, then it became something else, or she did, a girl with a ribbed dream-life, in which she and God found each other, spread severely thin upon the wetted meshes … Continue reading

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Somewhere

Chafing, with matted scales of light, became the cinematic measures by which her solitude was visaged and defined.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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