Tag Archives: Cinema

The Bride

A series of experimental stills from our short film, THE BRIDE, which we plan to shoot in February. I wrote the script to The Bride, based on a story concept by Jaylan Salman, which was inspired by her poem, “You … Continue reading

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Interior Lighting for Lost Cinema

Audio playlist featuring a collection of poems inspired by Cindy Sherman’s “Untitled Film Stills.”

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Walk This Way

There is the future. There is other future when tramps ambling shuffle-footed across failed roads, across dust-pecked destinies, along citywalks imitating lizard-toed pigeons, tramps with newspaper hats and brown bag hearts billowing and contracting and reeking of long past lunchrooms, … Continue reading

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Tramps

It has become hymnal. The lasting proof. The lusting after the lasting proof the music. This is not proust. Then again everything is proust because everyone in search of lost time cycling through guises manias assassins guesses all the rest. … Continue reading

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Belfry

Make the small your domain. Your belfry for lost hours. Within the small words gather to tremble to sublimate to keep solitude company. Also they become cinema in which you are watching words gather to keep solitude company that being … Continue reading

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Labyrinth

You say no more words because it is something to say, a way to get started on using more words to constellate yourself, to orient your innate trembling. Mapless, we wander. To wander, mapless and wordless, what would that be … Continue reading

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Domain

Make the small your domain. Your belfry for lost hours. Within the small words gather to tremble to sublimate to keep solitude company. Also they become cinema in which you are watching words gather to keep solitude company that being … Continue reading

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Girl on a Bike

   I bike through the swirling dust. The dust pinches my skin. The dust is cinematic. It seems, nowadays, everything is cinematic. Novels, TV, reality, cinema … dust. We have become cinemanesthasized. We are in a trance. How long will … Continue reading

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Sea Change

Excerpt from my novel, No One Dreams in Color. 1.    I was nineteen and lost when I first saw Wendigo. That was the year everything broke apart. In the center, and in other places too.    My mother died, … Continue reading

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Cinema Scope

A catalog of my film scripts, and accompanying loglines, listed on Stage 32.

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