Tag Archives: Poetry

The Bride at Jean Cocteau

Our experimental chamber film, The Bride, will have its Santa Fe debut, screening at the historic Jean Cocteau Cinema.

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Women Without Men

They grew breasts beyond compare. They grew breasts because they had to. Flat-chested, they weren’t considered manly enough. Grow some breasts, the administrative contingent would say. Grow some breasts and then maybe you can join us on the battlefield. A … Continue reading →

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Blue Star trilogy

After completing my most recent novel, Worlds Last Imagined, it, along with two other novels–No One Dreams in Color and None So Distant–comprise what I’m calling my Blue Star trilogy (2020-2024). The blue star reference pertains, at least in its … Continue reading →

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Cowpunk at the Purgatory Corral

Excerpt from my novel, None So Distant: We are out here on all fours panting in the sun the bleary merciless maraschino sun burning us. It has been a long while one of those spells that feels foreverish out here … Continue reading →

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Titanic

If there were two, then let us say there were two. The two danced on the time-haunted deck of the Titanic, they called it the Titanic because they understood the floor beneath their feet was not to be trusted, nor … Continue reading →

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Andrea Doria

Itchy navels, persecutions, manias, projections, snot-rimmed abysses, it’s been a mixed bag of plenty and none, and here I sit with the day’s teeth growing long and chopping down with razor-edged intensity … the stringent air of day after days … Continue reading →

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Cinema, the Sequel

In the cinema, hypnotized, I died a drugged and stupefied death, again and again, crucified by the diminished returns of flickering images. I die, tranquilized, a sweetly solemn refugee from reality. This is the escapist way, its creed. Why pretend … Continue reading →

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Cinema

If cinema is a tomb, then let us die watching. The angel over my shoulder is hunched, opaque, morphing. None of us ever leave behind the darkened theater. We are here, always. Sanctuary, haven, enclave, respite, sitting tight and homey … Continue reading →

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Debut Screening

Some snaps from the world premiere screening of our short film The Bride.

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Beyond the Veil

From isolated fragments to alchemizing makeover, see THE BRIDE’S metamorphic journey on the big screen at the TCA: one night only, Thursday, May 30th @ 6pm. Film screening will be preceded by a live musical performance by singer and multi-instrumentalist, … Continue reading →

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